I Know How You Feel, I Was Hurt Just Like You
Scared and alone,Mind wondering, yearing for another souls company.
Your feelings flow through your fingertips,
Allowing them to be heard.
Bottled Emotion,
Afraid to let it spill?
The other side of you is closer than you believe.
Your timidness shows strength as hers shows fear,
Her speach is a defence as yours is only a way to reach out your gentle hand.
Grey eyes draw me in.
After our lips meet I sway back in childish laughter.
Something may grow, don't be alarmed.
Lit it happen, let her in.
I'm more like you thank you think.
~H.C.
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