It's no longer you
That I look for in a crowded room,
Or that one person
I glance at while I laugh.
It's him.
I'm not sure what it is
That has me so utterly drawn to him.
Maybe it's because he's a chance;
A chance at something new.
Someone who will take me as I am
And make me feel as though I am accepted.
Or maybe it's because
Of his heart,
His desire to do and see good.
It's beautiful.
When I'm around him,
It inspires me to do better,
To be better.
Maybe, just maybe
That is why I long
To be with him.
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PoetryJust a bunch of little poems that I've written. Hope you like them, and are able to be comforted by some of them, or atleast be able to relate. And just something that I want to let you know is that I tend to write when I am in low spirits, it was j...
