It hurt so bad when
you looked into my deep brown eyes
and said that I meant nothing to you.
I know, I know that we weren't a thing,
but i would be lying if
I said that we were nothing.
You must have felt it.
Even if it was a little bit.
In the way you locked eyes with mine,
the way you tucked my curls behind my ear,
and the way you always made sure I was okay.
Although we never kissed,
never even held hands,
but you would be lying if you said that
you were not even a little bit, mine.
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Poems about Love
PoetryContains only poems, from the book- I thought you were mine (in the process of being written by me), and just poems about love. It contains letters, his povs, and just feelings of love. The poems are not in any particular order. I hope you like th...
