I don't really know yet
If I love you or not.
How could I know?
I've never felt it before.
But I get this silly feeling
Every time I see you.
I think I just want to get to know you.
But my heart races more than it should
When you smile at me.
For me.
It's foolish, really.
I shouldn't feel this way.
I don't think you feel it.
I don't even know if I really feel it.
But being foolish every now and then can't hurt, right?
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PoetryJust a few poems I put together throughout quarantine because I had nothing better to do with my life. Quick warning, some of these deal with dark themes and mental illnesses, such as suicide and self-harm. If you are sensitive to these sorts of top...
