I have never known what home felt like,
Until the night you held me in your arms and told me it was ok to cry if I needed to.
The way you knew something was wrong in me,
With me,
When I didn't want to admit it; when I was trying to brush it off like I always do.
I never knew what it was like to be seen until you sat with me in my driveway after midnight in the cold.
You bumped your shoulder into mine and let me know that you were there.
And I know
if I sat there forever
you would've stayed with me.
C.G.
YOU ARE READING
No one is there
Poetrypoetry book. all the things I've written that I could never say out loud. Some topics may be difficult for some people so check for disclaimers .
