You Came

It always makes me happen when I know you are here, As soon as I hear the bass of  a car I look out the window to discover its you.  My heart matchs the music that plays as you pull up. Then the Buzz of the door, oh goodness let me contain myself, answer the door like i wasnt excited to see you.  Everytime you walk in im on the couch acting nonchalunt about your presence, just to play off my over  excitement.  I smell your scent as you sit next to me, oh how i love your smell.

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741