We're holding on each other so tight,
all I feel is warmth seeping from your body,
all I breathe in is your perfume mixed with my own,
all I hear is your fast heartbeat catching up with mine,
all I see is your big rough hands interlacing my small delicate ones,
all I taste is the soft fabric of your shirt meeting my lips.
I'm holding on to you too tight
Because I'm scared of the inevitable
Sooner or later I'll have to let you go
Will I have the strength to let you go when it's time to let go?
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Her Side Of The Story
PoéziaStories from my point of view, basically what's on my mind. Sometimes it's about my own life and experiences, other times it's just what randomly pops up in my mind. Each and every poem is written by me, unless stated otherwise. Read, vote, and comm...
