I was with my then boyfriend, and we were just sitting in a park in the warm sun, literally nothing could equal how perfect that moment was. I still smile thinking about it. I was looking at a daisy I found in the grass, and he took a strand of my hair and put it behind my ear. I took it out from behind my ear and smile at him before looking back at the flower. He said “why do you do that?” and I said that I felt uncomfortable showing that much of my face. He turned me around, the flower fell on the floor. He took my head in his hands and told me I was pretty. I still smile thinking about this. Then he kissed me. I never felt so pretty before, and I’ve not felt that pretty since then.
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Condensed Thoughts of a Confused Teenager
PoetryMy thoughts, all packaged and ready to send off.