Minute made Poem
I was sitting in a storm waiting for a rainbow Until the surreal being that is you came to my story. We grew slow but eventually blossomed From late night talking close to the AM where thoughts weren't second thought so we said them. And I thought to myself oh the places I'd go with you You and I wondered highways We left the cities and found our own sanctuary Because in the end it was just us on the coastlines. Are we an enigma? because I can't help but feel hollow when I think to myself, what if we never met?













