Love
Hate
Love
Hate
A repetitive pattern
I'm starting to think
That I don't know what love is
In the first place
I mean
It's not really love
If you can hate them
So quickly
I think I'm just blinded
By the temporary excitement
Blinded by the happiness
Of the beginning
Then
When it starts to get
More serious
I get
Doubtful
And scared
So I find excuses
To end it
To hate them
YOU ARE READING
MIND OF A TEENAGER
PoetryThese are some poems I have written. I am definitely not a professional. I just write what comes to mind. The poems are deep with meaning. I hope you enjoy! If you use any of my content please tag me :)
