You walk with her by your side
under the dreamy sky.
You talk to her from dusk till dawn.
You watch movies together
sharing a pack of chips.
You are hers.
Or so you say.
But then, you make me hold on to you
by the weakest thread:
When I see you passing by wearing red.
A thought passes my mind,
'You still love me, don't you?'
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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...
