Love is something I will never understand
Is it stolen glances and holding hands?
Or is it lingering hugs and dreadful goodbyes?
Maybe it's being possessive- and saying 'your mine'?
Is it when you notice an absence in a large crowd
or turn the volume down cuz she said it's too loud,
or grinning wide; say 'you make me proud'...
Is that love? Let me tell you the truth:
I have no damn clue.
A/N: Huh. First author note since like.... well.... since I started this book.
Idk. Is this a book?
Anyways hope you'll like the poems... do they qualify as poems?
Til next time,
Fadilah 🙃
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The Teenage Mind
شِعرA collection of poems by me, just another normal teenager, wondering what the hell the world means. COPYRIGHT © THIS IS MY WORK. PLAGIARISM IS ILLEGAL. DO NOT COPY. THANK YOU.
