I was hurt and I was bruised,
Left with a gaping hole,
A hole so wide, you could see my demoralized heart.
I thought I was going to drown.
Then you stumbled into the picture,
Awkward and shy,
That I counted you at first,
But soon you became loud and understanding,
Disintegrating the doubts to ash.
I learnt to live,
I learnt to laugh,
Most importantly,
I learnt to love.
Without you I didn't know where I'd be,
Or where I'd go.
If all of it were a dream,
I wouldn't want to wake up,
This was how it should be,
This was what friendship's called,
So don't you ever leave.
YOU ARE READING
Epigrams
PoetryIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)
