(heyy so this is the poem I've written myself, I own it.)
Little did he know,
I was hurting inside;
From my own fears I was trying to hide.
Little did he know,
I could never hate him;
For if I ever did that, my world would be dim.
Little did he know,
I was sick of his past haunting me;
Yet it was him with whom I wanted to be.
Little did he know,
It was killing me to pretend I don't care,
My own thoughts led me to a nightmare.
Little did he know,
I was hurting inside;
From my own fears I was trying to hide.
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Teenage Relationships
De TodoDuring the teenage years, we start dating and getting into relationships for the first time. The feelings are new, we never felt those butterflies-in-the-stomach on-a-sunny-day feeling. But these relationships are the toughest and include the most c...
