Poetry From The Weakened Soul
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 124
Goddess In Golden Skin

Sleeping in my bed, calming,
But my mind rests restlessly.
Running through the possible
Ways that we could love.
I think of all your life, and I
Just can't help but feel bad.
How could I have ever
Kept you as "just friends"?
It's obvious we were supposed
To be together, and I just
Was too blind to see that.
Now I lay here, and I have you.
You're the one who completes me.
But, let's just say that
I'm kinda scared to stand up.
I'm scared that if I walk away
For more than a few minutes,
You'll find someone new.
And I just can't lose you.
You're my goddess in golden skin,
My bleeding, weakened heroin,
But most of all,
You're my life, my love.

 

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