Pop Poetry: Close

Beau Romanowski, Staff Writer

How did I fall

How did you make me fly

I don’t want to let go

And I want to make you feel like I’m trying

To be better cause you make me feel centered

I know my words are not enough

But I dream of when I had you close

And as long as you still love me 

I’ll push my luck as far as it will go

Just to have you close