Love Hurts
He pulls my hair
He slaps my face
He throws me on the floor
He chokes me
He pulls my hair
He slaps my face
He throws me on the floor
He chokes me
Take heed to your last 2 sentences in your poem. You wrote it yourself. If you don't raise your standards, no one else will either. I don't even know you, nor have I ever seen your face, but...
I never knew I could love so much,
until the day I felt your touch.
I softly kissed your cheeks
And from under your lashes I saw you peek.
My best friend and I carried our babies together. We gave birth 2 days apart. A boy each. This morning I received a phone call that she had lost her beautiful boy he was 9 months old....