the awkwardness of a first meet is undeniably-
one of the plenty beauties of love.
smiling between your lips trying to kiss mine.
trying to manoeuvre your belongings,
to fit myself into a life i have yet to know.
trying to beat the silence with a rap song you didn't know i hated, if the clothes weren't enough of a hint.
making me feel like i've met the one within 2 days,
validating that i've been mistreated these past 2 years.
feeling as if we're the only people alive, talking regarding everything that comes to mind.
side tracking conversation after another,
i finally feel as if i met my true lover.
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my poetry - kelsey loch
Poetrymy personal work, all written by me - i post them here so i can reflect on myself and my writing easily. writing is my greatest passion, and i hope you love my work. all feedback is appreciated!
