He makes me happy
And makes my thoughts all sappy
I only met him last week
But he's the drug that I seek
I really hope we can get an item
That he likes me more than them
Yes, I get jelous easily
But I need him more than I need my family
I need his affection
He's essential for pure satisfaction
See, I said he makes me sappy
But that's just because he makes me so happy
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Poetry At Random: Young Love
PoetryPoems that enter my mind at random. Always mine unless I say different.
