First:
I saw First today.
Who's First you say?
First is my crush
When I see him I blush.
Why name him first?
Well he is my first lover.
When I'm near him my heart feels like its about to burst.
When he sees me I want to hide and cover.
I knew him a long time ago
But now its we no longer talk its like; So?
Its awkward around him
Like where have Ive been.
Its been so long since we talked.
We paid no attention when we walk.
When he is close I freeze.
I don't move nor sneeze.
I get nervous and my heart races.
Sometimes I make weird faces.
Everyday I see him playing around. While I stay quiet and don't make a sound.
Oh First...how I love you.
YOU ARE READING
The Little Stories of Life
PoetryA book about poems of life for me and what goes around for me. Poems aren't really my thing but I guess I will try give it a try and write some.
