You told me you're less clingy because you're sad
You're depressed and it's hitting you hard
And I get it
I hold you in my arms,
Cradle you in my lap.
You rest your weary head on my shoulder
And you weep while my little hands cover you
From the eyes of the world.
And my voice carries to your ears,
Whispering compliments.
Reassuring that you are handsome
Charming, playful,
Fun. Lovely.
YOU ARE READING
A Whole Melancholy of Lovers
Poetrya book of poetry written for the boy i love the most, and maybe a few others
