Today you didn't kiss me like you kissed the other days, when you gave me butterflies.
Today you didn't hold me close to you like you did the other days, when you gave me butterflies.
Today you didn't hold my hand tight like you did the other days, when you gave me butterflies.
But at the movies, when I crossed my arm with yours,
You held my hand.
Lightly, just touched my fingers with yours,
And let them stay there for the rest of the movie.
And just when I thought that
The butterflies were gone for good
They were back.
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love poems.
PoetryLove poems, that can be sad or joyful, depending on my mood and inspiration. They're probably going to be sad more frequently. I hope you enjoy and feel close to them somehow. ps: my poems won't rhyme (basically 99,9% of the time, and I don't even k...
