You don't realize they filled a hole,
That gap of loneliness,
Until they're gone,
And you find yourself falling once again,
Waiting for that hand to return,
To pull you back out,
So you await your rescue.
YOU ARE READING
Pawsitive Poetry
PoetryThis poetry thing is mighty hard, but I'll give it a go. Featuring my photography ;P (still need to take photos for most recent chapters) Highest rank // # 378 in Poetry, 4/18/17 First rank? // # 911 in Poetry, 3/24/17
