̷B̷L̷O̷O̷D ̷ S̷W̷E̷A̷T ̷ & ̷ T̷E̷A̷R̷S

This poem is about love where two teenagers at the tender age of their first love experience concussions in their relationship. It is a small thread which gives birth to relations similar it is an even smaller but intricate thread of life which becomes big enough to break someone's world into fragments. For this it's necessary to sew each phase with affection but what if the needle itself starts pricking your finger? What do you think will happen when they experience this about themselves and their foot heels are staggering to stay on the same plane? Will they be able to overcome this? Blend in to discover!