You would always repeat three words to me, always the same three word sentences;
"I've got you"
"I am here"
"I am yours"
"I love you"
"Never forget that".
My love, I could never forget it . . .
. . . But it seems like you have.
YOU ARE READING
neon starlight
Poetrythe post-midnight musings of a young modern romantic. *Disclaimer: the current cover art is not my own, the imagery was found on Pinterest and I was unable to find the original owner. While I did the titles, all rights go to the original artist.
