Today: First Time We Held HandsA Poem by aisling virginia
Today you held my hand when I was feeling sad
because my friend was furious with me and I didn't know why. You pressed your feather soft lips to my knuckles and told me "It's gonna be okay, she'll get over it." And I trusted you. How could I not? With your hand clasping mine to your chest. It almost felt like you were making a promise. I'm half hoping you were.
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1 Review Added on April 15, 2014 Last Updated on April 15, 2014 Authoraisling virginianone of your damn businessAboutI'm a crappy writer and I don't know what I'm doing with my life lmao. more..Writing
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