i feel like i've always loved him
my eyes would go to him and linger for too long
i could somehow sense his presence when he walked into a room
i listened when my "friend" told me to play soccer because he likes sporty girls
the touch of his palm on mine ran through my mind for days
no one ever told me that it was just a high five
it was just a friend whispering in my ear
but why did it feel like so much more to me?
why did his breath on my ears and the warmth of his hand and the carelessness of his smile imprint my mind, leave me wanting more, leave me wanting him
why cant my loves ever love me back?
why is it always a one sided story?
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first love
Poetrythis is a collection of poems/short stories about a guy that i like that doesn't like me back. it describes when i first started having feelings for him, when he found out, and how i'm dealing with knowing that he doesn't like me when i still like h...
