I am only temporary, but your love for me, does it seep endlessly through your mouth and hands and the warmth in which you hold me? Does it retreat once I am the dirt you stand upon, or does it go before its time, like i have?
A true story of mine:)
"The Girl I Met in the Hospital"
A random hospital visit. A glance that lasted too long. A love that was never supposed to happen.
I fell for her-hard. But she had a secret, one that could tear us apart.
When the time came to choose between love and family...
Would she choose "me"? Or would I be just another goodbye?