That smile,
it makes my feelings all pile,
and turn into a jumbled mess.
And somehow he never makes me feel like less.
It's a miracle really,
that with him I don't mind being all touchy-feelly.
I usually tense at the touch
uncomfortable and such.
But somehow he makes me want to be hugged.
It even makes my heart feel tugged
towards him, and his smile.
The smile that makes my feelings all pile,
and turn into a jumbled mess.
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Random Poem Stories
ŞiirThis book is a bunch of random poems I made out of boredom. Some make a story, but some are just poems... I also sometimes will make poems for people, about people... so yeah.
