It's your life,
you choose what you want,
you do what you need to do,
I don't have any right.
Go on,
Though it hurts me,
honestly, I'm not ready
to let you go.
But my mind whispers:
Let it happen.
This world is cruel,
take care out there.
I don't want you to get hurt,
not even a slight.
Goodbye,
I wish you tons of bliss.
YOU ARE READING
Poems for Him
RandomJust some poems I wrote for him, but I know he will never ever read these.
