MR.BALLER
,When i was fifteen
i met a guy who i thought
was the one God made for me..
He loves to play basketball
and he's the reason why i got
addicted watching it..
With a smile, he once told me
I am his lucky charm
Like a fan to his favorite
I support him all the way..
,My heart beats faster
just by seeing him dribbling the ball.
Every shot he made,
i assumed it was for me..
In every win, i get a hug
In their defeat i hold his hands.
Win or lose we share sweet kisses.
But just like any other game
we are never assured
who will win until it's over.
He said she screams louder .
-S!♥
@2012
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♥ Poem Addiction
Poetry,writing poem is addictive.. ,it became my new addiction.. hopefully the side effect will do wonders on me.. ----poems, take time to feel it!! 8 poems --S! ♥
