Last Warmness Poem by ash grace

life's just an endless roaming adventure
in search for wat's coming in near future
to wat it mean to understand the nature
won't let heart broken tears be the obstacles
now when all's over
just broken glass that understands me
but i found you, my last shoulder
someone who understand me more than myself
a last place to feel the pouring of care
a reason to not cry anymore
a chance not to felt alone anymore
with your hand, gently on my face
and, that's what make me felt i'm not left out
or would you call this the last warmness
the last reason to live on anymore