Waking up from a beautiful dream

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I wake up from a beautiful  dream. Dreaming about the one who never seem to notice me.  I quietly slip outta bed ,and then walk to my bathroom yawning and running my tired eyes. I turn on the shower letting the bathroom fill with steam.I step outta my pajamas and into the shower.The hot water pellets hit me then roll down my body.I grab my rag and pile  soap on it. I scrubbed away at my skin until I was sure I was clean.

Once,I dried my body,lotioned,and brushed my teeth I went into my room to put on my undergarments.I picked out my skin tight jeans with holes,a plain white loose t-shirt,and high top white vans.I chose to wear my hair into a messy bun with a headband.I pushed my glasses on my face and grabbed my bookbag on the way out of my room.I was on my at to seeing him.

I walked into homeroom,going to my seat in the back. I slip into my seat pull out my poem book.I began to write:

You don't know my love for you.                                                                                                                                                  But I love you,I truly do

My love for you is strong.                                                                                                                                                                Who ever said Teen love is temporary is wrong.

My love is forever.    

Will I ever stop loving you?

........Never

Tyshawn💖💜✊


I close my poet book and then my mind start to wonder about him.


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Tell me what you think delete or keep going✌💜✊

P.s I will keep writing when I get the idea that people like it if not I will delete it

Hopefully that won't happen😨😥

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 13, 2016 ⏰

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