You’re my one
And no matter
Who else comes,
You’re still my one.
Hands reach
For me but still
You’re my one.
You’re my one
And no matter
Who else comes,
You’re still my one.
Hands reach
For me but still
You’re my one.
I write poetry, prose, and personal pieces. All images are mine unless indicated otherwise. Feel free to leave feedback on my work anytime; I hope you enjoy.