I couldn't tell you the day or time,
but I could tell you I loved her without looking down at my watch.
It was something you just knew,
I didnt need a second to think about my answer or double check it.
Loving her was like my body's automatic response.
It just happens.
I couldn't help it.
And I'm not sure if thats breathtakingly beautiful, or terrifying.

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thoughts, poems and teenage shit
Poetrymy mind is interesting I can assure you this but take a minute to try this out and maybe you'll like it?