
i'm always here.
through it all.
through every fall,
an ordinary heart,
that trips over its own belonging.
your feeling won't stay
tucked in the back of my mind,
i try to push it back,
i try to refrain.
but i’ve tried way too many times.
the echo of “you” still rings,
no matter how quiet i try to be.
but through it all,
i'm still here,
still falling,
still pushing.
and i’ll stay.
until one day,
what's yours
becomes mine.
About the Creator
kira weber
writing for hearts who speak in a language only the pen can translate.
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