My Baby, My Baby

Summer time, crisp hot air, beautiful blue sky, and calmness,

Heart damaged along with a wall built up the highest; trying to forget,

Walking to the corner store to get some drinks, 

Oh who knew the littlest things could hold you together a while longer?

Walking closer to the check out,

Hearing a sweet, heart-felt, foreign melody which soothed my ears,

"You're my baby, you're my baby!"

As a connection of our souls clicked together like a magnet today,

As you're irresistible,

Will you be the one to heal me?

This poem is about: 
Me

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