THE POET SAYS THANK YOU
Hello, words come and words go. Feelings stay. They can be fed with love and affection, they can be kicked and left hungry for years, but they will always be true. When I was with you, I could feel, because you were true to yourself. You were so true, I hadn’t have to pretend. I could just be as I was without it needing to fit a certain form(at). It…