Him Poem by samantha nash

Him

Rating: 5.0


Waiting for him is torture
Waiting to see if he’ll forgive me
Waiting to feel his presence again
Waiting to feel those butterflies

With him I am safe
With him I have fun
With him I know it’s right

Sitting here alone hurts
Sitting with him doesn’t

I miss him like no other and I hope he feels the same

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