I see you walk away
I'm staring at your back
I love the way that outfit hugs you
And I really want you to come back
We've plenty of laughs tonight
And my heart has definitely fluttered
But to know that I can never call you mine
Makes me wonder
Is there even a chance I might?
YOU ARE READING
The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PoetryI'm just a teen dealing with life One Step After Another. So, enjoy these crappy limericks, verses, and rhymes. I hope they keep you company. One page at a time.
