Won't, you be my bride? by miss-italiano, literature
Literature
Won't, you be my bride?
It's been such a long time.
And, I've finally begun to speak to you again.
I can't be happier.
I've missed you so, so dearly.
And now that I've finally spoken to you again,
The same old wounds have reopened.
And yet I don't bother to nurse them to health and close them up.
I don't want them closed.
You worked and wiggled back under my skin,
And I honestly want you there.
I've missed you.
So terribly much.
More than I thought.
And when I actually heard the name "love" cross your lips;
I got a chill so good,
I wanted to feel it again and again.
For a long, long time.
I'm smuggling myself away from here.
"Won't, you be my brid