I keep a little book of the things I love
and I often scan through it
when I fall below for trying to keep above.
It’s personal
It’s private
I’d cry if you saw it
But would I run to take it back?
If the words were gone I’d still be surrounded by all it holds…
Maybe I’d want you to know what I love
Let you keep it only to discover that you never truly cared…
No.
I keep the little book of the things I love safe
but unlike most things I love
I feel I must do so differently and lock it away so that there is one hell of a fight to reach it.
Thank you for reading! 😉 Can you tell I’ve recently discovered the button that lets you put your writing in the center and have become obsessed with it? It makes the mess that is my odd idea of poetry look somewhere close to neat so of course I’ve befriended it 😂 Wherever you are and whatever you’re doing I hope your day turns out to be as beautiful as you! ❤
Elsie LMC 
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