Last Night My Parents Were Fighting...
It started getting out of control.
They were screaming and hitting each other
I was in my room crying, I could not take it anymore.
I ran out of my house to our tree
Once i got there I called him
Hysterically crying I mumbled,
"My parents are fighting there hitting each other, I ran away, I'm cold and scared and lonely and it's really dark."
He told me to calm down and everything would be okay,
I soon fell asleep under our tree, cold and lonely.
When I woke up it was morning,
I didn't quite open my eyes yet but the tree seemed softer
And there were to objects on me,
They felt like arms
Confused, I opened my eyes and saw...
Him Sleeping Under The Tree With Me In His Arms <3