every time I feel like
I'm spiraling downwards,
you seep through the cracks,
of my messily mended heart,
and I soar, sailing through the sky,
beyond the highest infinity.
[to whoever is reading this: you're like a surge of optimism in a room full of negativity.]
YOU ARE READING
cloud nine
Poetry❝you are my cloud nine.❞ [a collection of poetry and prose in verse- its sole purpose to make that wonderful smile of yours appear.]
