Will you catch my breath,
Hold my hands when I falter,
Be my valentine?
My eyes have run dry,
Shedding tears for another,
Even when I know—
It’s only you.
You are the first,
The one I need the most,
The whisper in the wind,
The light behind closed eyes,
The home within my heart.
My dear you.
Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 4:01 AM UTC
Will you catch my breath,
Hold my hands when I falter,
Be my valentine?
My eyes have run dry,
Shedding tears for another,
Even when I know—
It’s only you.
You are the first,
The one I need the most,
The whisper in the wind,
The light behind closed eyes,
The home within my heart.
My dear you.
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