I think I’m going to leave you these every day, little notes. Poems. And stories if I can. So here’s a poem I read that I changed up a bit to fit my feelings :D
“It wasn’t the fact that I initially fell for you
Scrapping my knees
Bruising my bones
Making everything I hated about me visible to your eyes
But because
In time
You helped me up
Cleaned the blood off my knees
Stitched me up when it was time
Helped me up from the cold hard floor
And fell
Just the same way I had done before
Knowing that I would too be there
To fix and help
And most importantly
Love.”
-your pumpkin, nelly