it was a November night
we were walking hand in hand, the air was crisp
but we didn’t mind,
our love for each other kept us warm
that was the night I realised something
I couldn’t let you go
I wanted you in every possible way
moody, cheerful, excited, hysterical
And the day I see you at your worst
feeling nothing but despair,
convincing yourself that you’re cursed
I’ll be there
to put you back together
like you never broke apart
so my dear,
let me pour
pour my love out for you
to sip,
so you can understand
when your heart aches
my heart aches even more
yours truly,
P x
