All of Your Tomorrows
A little poem about loving someone through their broken parts, dreaming of their tomorrows, and quietly asking if they can love you in return.
Can I be all of your tomorrows
Because I missed your yesterdays?
Can I snuggle with you on the coldest nights
And wait for summer days?
Can I trust you with my secrets,
If I promise to guard yours with my soul?
Can I piece together your broken parts
And try to make you whole?
Can I banish your insecurities
And show you what I see?
Can I love you like you’ve always deserved?
In return…
can you love me?
If this one found you at the right time…
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For the things — and people — we can't quite let go of.
The Power Lies in Your Hands.
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The Faint, Small Smile.
For the moments when hope doesn't feel completely lost.
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Thank you for reading.
— Shannon x
