You smile and flick your hair, and I pretend not to care,
You sneer and smirk, and I act like it doesn't hurt,
And for a moment, I can convince myself that I don't love you any more.
But when you so carelessly wrap an arm around me, I feel it again,
That clench in my stomach, that burn behind my eyes that promises tears, because I do.
I care, I hurt, and above all, I still LOVE YOU!
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Tears of a teenage lesbian: A collection of poems
PoesíaYep, you read that right! I'm gay! :-) These are just some poems I wrote to express how I feel!
