It's /3...For Gabe. (: Poem by Christin Green

It's just a hold in his chest
And the innocence in his eyes
It's the small things on these nights
That make him cringe while he cries.

It's the pain he doesn't show
And the fake smile
We'll never know
If he'll be alright

It's me just
Trying to fill his chest
It's the pain
I want to see

It's this girl, called me
Who sits so low
Holding his hand
I won't let go

It's just us
Finding love
I'll be his princess
If he'll be my prince♥