teenage love
He is like no other,
I will never need another,
As he is the gleam in my eye,
There is nothing in the world I could buy,
That could ever be so astonishing,
He is all so admiring,
His love is what I desire,
I feel like my heart is on fire,
When he braces me in his arms,
I begin to hear alarms,
Letting me know,
Not to let this one go,
My love is eternal,
He is my journal,
With never ending pages,
That I'll share secrets with for ages,
For him I will sympithize,
And always empathize.
by Brittney Heck
|
|
