You were like this book upon a dusty book shelf
forgotten until I discovered it this year
and what joy I have found going through it
You are also a memory
a childhood one
That someone can keep it throughout their entire life
knowing that it's the most precious thing they possess
Something that can be looked over with a warm smile
and a happy fulfilled heart
You are a beautiful memory
And it was all I had
before this year when I found out once again
YOU ARE READING
For How He Made Me Feel
PoetryBringing you bits and pieces from the favouritest thing that rests on my bookshelf; My diary. 'For How He Made Me Feels' gives away from it's title. The pieces I'll be posting depicts was how it was with him in my life and how it was to let him go...
