Her mind is beautiful and to know that even if for a moment I spent a second there…means that for a time I spent a moment in heaven…
and if you’re asking is it that serious…
then you have no clue what her love means to me…
it was the explanation to my heartbreak which turned to my saving grace…
because if you knew how I got these scars…you’d understand my story and would respect my existence…
Her words spoke when my mouth couldn’t…and her heart conveyed on paper was my life song…she spoke melody to my melancholy soul…
this girl…spoke my heart to the world and didn’t even know it…
I have had that happen
I have had that happen countless times on this site
I love the last line, it is so true, poets often speak our hearts and don't even know it
I really enjoyed this thanks for the share
Much Love
Ashley