I was scared,
A beautiful boy loved me and I thought I loved him too,
But then I met a peculiar girl named Rue,
We hung out,
I was being just what society was telling me to,
Him and I shared passionate kisses every once and a while,
But on the inside I was just waiting to see Rue's smile,
She meant more to me than I ever thought she would be,
I told my parents about my thoughts,
They said my actions were just a spur,
But in the end,
Instead of kissing him,
I kissed her.
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Just Thoughts.
PoetryA lot of my old, regrettable emo poetry is on here but there's some good poems too