Before you,
Some were like smoke to the lungs,
It felted good, highly toxic,
An unlikely habit to conquer.
Some were like water,
Easy to dive into, although it could drown you.
Some were once like favourite songs, on repeat until it gets skipped but never forgotten.
Yet, You.
Nothing could truly be compared.
Before you,
I knew no standards to love.
J.S.L
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Thoughts Of Us
PoetryThe journey of young adults and their relationships. Note: not all the poems are the same, this book also represents the journey of a young writer, growing over time and improving. *Nothing is finalized, *Please feel welcome to give anything sug...
