The thing is
You make
me feel.
Now,
I don't mean
Touch
See
Smell
Hear.
I mean
Something way
More precious.
My mind
Is a mess.
My heart
Is shattered.
But with
A small glance,
A simple smile,
All of that
Is gone
For even
A couple
Of seconds.
Some days
I hate it
How you make
Me feel,
When I don't
want to feel.
When it hurts
Far too much.
But with
A small glance
A simple smile,
I feel whole
And oh so lucky
That even if
You don't
feel the same,
I still
Have you
To make me
Feel,
When I forget to.
Thank you.
YOU ARE READING
words like rivers
PoetryThe crappy poems I form in my head at random times. This probably won't even get published. I realized that it's not healthy for me to keep all these in my head all the time, so I put them in a book on here.
