I got goosebumps
at midnight,
when he held me tight.
We looked each other
being lost in each other side.
millions of days are gone
Now he says
hold our baby’s finger tight.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I got goosebumps
at midnight,
when he held me tight.
We looked each other
being lost in each other side.
millions of days are gone
Now he says
hold our baby’s finger tight.