Poems from Shylafreshman
The Glass Box
My soul sits in a glass box, on the top shelf.
My heart lies on my sleeve.
You were sent to save me from myself.
So baby...
When you find that special someone
Always give them space
Slowly earn their love
Because love is not a race
There’s someone out there
For...
When I first met you
I felt like I had known you forever,
Telling you my secrets
And what I didn't want ever.
You listened to me
I bet you...
To my man,
I promise you my heart, will never roam.
To you, each night, I will come home.
Whether we’re miles away, or in each other’s...
These feelings that I have for you,
Are nothing, but tried-and-true.
I would never tell you lies.
No matter the reason why.
You and I...