So maybe this feeling is more,
But it can't be love, it's ubsured, unimagainable.
It's the feeling of an army of butterflies flying around my stomach,
Not being able to stop myself smiling at the sound of your laughter.
But it can't be love.
It's the thrill of seeing your messages, and the little smile I hide when you talk,
But it's still not love.
It's the fluttery feeling I got when you told me you trust me,
And how pationatly you takl about wrestling and how much you love trains.
But it's not love I swear
It's how yor eye's scruch up when you laugh and smile
It's how you apoligized and told me you hoped I was okay after I told you I liked you and you turned me down.
But it's not love I swear
But maybe I'm wrong
And this,
Is what love is.
YOU ARE READING
poems from a Boy who doesn't write poems
Poetrythese are some poems I've written when I couldn't figure out any way else to get out what I was feeling.
