He is wonderful you know? The way he smiles and laughs at everything I say
I’m in love with every movement he makes but I’m scared to up the stakes.
I am no longer a kid and I have baggage of my own
I hope I don’t chase him away and once again be all alone.
I am broken, fragile, and thin I have scars that paint a map on my skin.
I've heard his reputation but people like to talk.
Maybe he is what I've been looking for all along.
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Author:
Olivia London (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: To the mysterious boy I'm falling for.
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Comments1
Love piece of work.
Very good.... well done
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