By Mac Guerreiro
Eye almost asked you to stay,
“Please hold me”
“Please”
Because when you leave eye’ll crumple,
Eye knew it by the way my body turned to stone when we hugged,
Eye didn’t mean to ruin the day,
To make you go away,
So soon,
And it’s on me,
Eye’m so sorry.
Please come back,
Just today,
Please let me make it okay.
Born in Brazil and raised in California eye am an artist better identified as a conscious creator and intuitive healer. My gift for storytelling in various forms as well as my keen perception into the metaphysical allows me to share my perspective in ways that eye hope are of help and use to those around me. Thank you for reading, listening and watching; it means the world to me. View more posts
Mystical Mac