I wonder-
Is this what's it's like to be in love?
Do you lose sleep thinking about his dimples and how lines appear at the corner of his eyes when he laughs?
Is your biggest fear, that he might replace you with someone better?
Does every song remind you of him?
Do you miss him so much that your chest hurts with a pain that's almost unbearable?
When it's dark, and the world's at its quietest, do you think about his hugs?
When you're busy, do you still wonder what he's doing?
Can you hear his laugh when he's not even around?
Do you wait around for the clock to hit 11:11, just so you can wish that he'll never stop loving you?
YOU ARE READING
Paper Planes
PoetryLetters to him disguised as paper planes. I always think of you. Sincerely, Yours. 《Poems about my first love》