Random poetry

I'm Not Confused

Written: May 17, 2015

The brown eyes of the small girl gazed up at me, seemingly mystified.
I smiled before looking down at her tangled brown hair and chuckling.
The eyes so deep that it made me melt and fall more in love every time;
Only continued to melt my icy heart.
A few months ago, I had been an angry confused teenager,
But now, with her help, I wasn't confused, more scared to confess my feelings.
Being called a bitch for declaring my opinions never fazed me,
But when she did it with a laugh, butterflies erupted and my feelings intensified.
I love my girlfriend, and that is all that matters.