Standing on the front steps at 1am,
the crickets chirped and the dim house lights attract a plethora of bugs.
We stand there, staring into each other's eyes.
"Why are you crying?" he asked.
"Because I'm fucking in love with you."
He steps closer and and whispers softly
"Don't you know I'm in love with you too?" He brushes the meandering tears off my cheek and leans in.
The salty tears are now in my mouth and his.
Even with the burning liquor in my stomach I knew it wouldn't last, I knew it would hurt.
But in the moment I felt so safe and no amount of pain would make me break the embrace.
I've never been in so much pain but I've also never felt that kind of love, I guess that's why I let it destroy me.
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13&18 and everything in between
PuisiFree verse poetry written from perspective of a high schooler freshman through senior year through all of the ups and downs of teenage years. Not fully edited so be nice lol
