My heart’s instinct was
To call you because my
World was in shards, laying
At my feet.
I’m glad—for once—I
Listened to my brain.
Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 1:56 PM UTC
My heart’s instinct was
To call you because my
World was in shards, laying
At my feet.
I’m glad—for once—I
Listened to my brain.
Request permission to use this poem