Poems from heeyyGabbyy
There is but a tapestry
Woven over the years
Laced with the delicate lives
Of all those who lived before me
I am but a single thread...
“You shouldn’t like me,”
Said the boy
Yet who I like
Is not up to him
Who I like is up to my heart
A heart that shuts out
The warmest...
There is the sky
Above my head
Engulfing the sun
Glaring down at me
Oh what I wouldn’t give
To take that sun
And drop it into the sea...