The more laughs we share,
The more conversations we spew,
Every time,
I end up caring more about you.
I hate it the way my thoughts
Always trace back to you.
How I get giddy
When you laugh.
I don't know what it is about you (?)
That makes my smile never ending
When I hear your name
Or just simply the thought of you.
You know me through and through.
It's almost like a game
Trying to keep it a secret
From your ears to hear,
But, it almost slips off my lips....
Fear after fear,
Trying desperately for you not to hear.
I don't know how you'll take it.
So I keep it down,
But it's burning bright
And even more bright.
Every time we talk it sparks.
A little brighter the flame grows.
A little brighter the flame ignites.
Higher and higher the flames seeps
burning my insides.
I feel as if I'll explode!
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Chevron Notebook
PoetryA composition of personal poems from a mind of a teenager searching for relation, happiness, and mental stability through her day to day struggles. Writing in hopes that when you read you can find some relation to her writing so you know you're not...
