you aren't a place;
nor a structure with four walls
and a roof.
but you became a destination,
a map with a pinned location,
a spot where my feet will inevitably go.
— you became a saved address,
someone to run to,
a person to call home.
YOU ARE READING
Before I Let You Go
PoetryA collection of unforgettable memories turned into words. To my new readers, please check out my first poetry book, Words Left Unsaid. Thank you!
