Love is like
pressing into your skin and
leaving mark.
Love is like
riding a hundred roller coasters
in one day,
and remembering the feeling
as you lay in bed at night.
Love is sitting in the ocean
and letting the waves push
and tug you,
and remembering the way
they fought over you on your
way home after
sunset.
Love is engraved in your skin
and sketched in your brain,
love can not be unfelt
only forgotten with
time time and
more time;
and maybe not even then.
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PoetryMeaningful, relatable poems. This wattpad book is going to be filled with meaningful, relatable , broken heart poems *trigger warning * some of the poems and pictures with the poem might be a bit deep.
