Dregs

A little of this and a little of that. All about love.

Dregs

By Amy Compton

Love exists...

But only in it's rarest forms.

Come lay with me.

Come hold my hand.

I'm underwater,

But I'm floating.

Drowning on the surface.

The feeling of a man's chest.

With your arms around me,

I almost forgot to breathe.

I didn't want to.

But,

What if you could sacrifice yourself

For the one's you love?

If only I'd done something

To prove he was no good.

Love exists...

But only in it's rarest forms.