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Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #1624295
This is a spure of the moment poem so please don't make fun :)
I didn't know who he was.
I talked to him
But didn't know his face.
I was in a book closet
And he was passing with his guitar.
I said hi
And he did too.
I found out who he was.
I love him.
He loves me.
From that day in the closet,
My life changed forever.
He is always there for me.
Always cares.
He loves me with every inch of his heart.
I love him the same.
The way he kisses me,
*laughs*
It fills me with love and care.
I know he won't leave
And he knows I would not even think of it.
Tough times?
Yes. They happen.
But we get through them.
So if you happen to see someone pass you,
While you are in a closet,
Say hi.
Because you might find love.
I did.
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