he was,
a place where my soul belonged,
a wave that crushed against my shore,
a sunshine that showed me way
when I was lost,
his eyes were my favorite book
his voice was my favorite song
and he was the only person
i've ever tried to
h o l d o n . . . . .
YOU ARE READING
FALLING FOR SUMMER
Poetry❝Like the waves reaching out for shore every time he reached out she could see her not being as she was before. . . . ❞ In which both Fall and Summer fell in love with each other yet couldn't be together
