He's not you,
But, his smile,
Turns my frown upside down.
And his words stay in my mind for a while.
He smells like salted caramel,
I don't even know why I noticed.
He's not you,
But, he's cute too.
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Poetry"Maybe the purpose of life, Isn't a definite aim, But, to stumble upon a place, That numbs your pain" ✒Copyrights © 2017 to @LittleMissSunshinine of Wattpad. ✒*Highest rank - 10 in poetry on 6/6/17. * First Place Winner of...
