It's his smile when she says hi.
It's the look in his eyes as they lock with hers.
It's the beat of his heart when she holds his hand.
It's the sigh of relief when she says yes.
It's his shaking hands placing the ring around her finger.
It's the passion of the first kiss he and his wife share.
It's the way she smiles up at him on the dance floor for the first time.
It's the key to their first house.
It's the revolution to their first argument.
It's the baby's first words.
It's the shared tears waving them off to school.
It's the shout of anger when the doctor tells him the news of his wife.
It's the rose he lays on her grave.
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A cry for help
PoetryJust a little poetry compilation in progress. ------••------ Trigger warning- Depression. Self harm. Suicide. Break ups. Alcohol. ------••------ All poems are my own. ------••------ The model in the photograph is Ash Bournes- the photo taken by...
