The smiles
The passions
The ambitions
The dreams
The wonders,
I love people.
The heartbreaks
The bad times
The lies
The crushed dreams
The silence,
I love people.
The colors
The families
The favorites
The middle child
The forgotten,
I love people.
But before I can truly love people,
I have to love myself.
My mother has taught me so many things,
But,
To love others is to love myself,
Is the one thing that truly stuck.
In place of everything she told me about boys or friendships,
This one actually went flying,
And
Aloud me to run to home plate.
My body
My mind
My way of viewing
My world
My skin,
I have to love you.
My eyes
My athletics
My scars
My bad times
My coping,
I have to love you.
My clothes
My hair
My fingers
My feet
My voice,
I must love you.
I must love you in a way that no one else can,
And when I do that,
I can share my love with others.
A passion that is fighting so hard to get out and
Explore everything in its path.
I have to love you,
And if I can't,
I will only ever "like" people.
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I Choose to Hear No Rain
Poesia{I apologize for my awfully edited cover} For my freshman year final project each person in the class had to construct an anthology of seven or eight poems, and I wanted to share mine with the world of Wattpad. First off, I just wanted to say thank...
