This is a poem I wrote
for my english class last week.
Love is when you can't get them out of your head.
You just sit there thinking about them in your bed.
Everything you see reminds you of them.
When you're walking down the hall is when you see him.
That's when you look into his deep green eyes,
The same time you see everything he hides.
That's when you realize why you love him.
Love is when you can't get them out of your head.
You just sit there thinking about them in your bed.
Everything you see reminds you of them.
When you're walking down the hall is when you see him.
That's when you look into his deep green eyes,
The same time you see everything he hides.
That's when you realize why you love him.
