Like a knight and his chainmail, I wear you on my chest; Cotton armor. You guard me not like metal or kevlar. But with advice and loving embrace; Look around. I wash you not with a machine, but with my hands. Memories shake free with each pass through your hair; Two long lost friends. Water flows to help wash the stain, Mixed with nostalgia and tears; Forever pain.
With so much to say, I just wish there was enough time in the day. These words I’ve left unspoken. Here they are, they have awoken. My feelings for you do all but shrink. I swear you are my missing link. The time we share, you make me care. My heart still leaps like a hare. I try to run from what’s been done, But like my heart, I am undone. Incomplete,… Read More