Love

I’m waiting to meet someone who’s first and last name is Love

I thought I’d find him by now, in the hallways or the classroom

Turns out Love wasn’t there, Love simply glided about in my head

But never showed me his face, never showed me his heart

So I hopelessly walked back and forth, from class to class

Yearning to see Love, to hold Love, and see beyond the mask

But such did not happen in high school, such was just a made up myth

I wanted to think it wasn’t true, but relationships don’t last and start like this

You have to be patient for Love, because he is such a busy man

He goes around turning frowns upside down and holding fearful hands

He doesn’t  flirt, he isn’t shallow, like other girls always claim him to be

Love is simply an amazing man, whose first and last thought is me

Reviews

[Isobella Rose]

This poem is great. I really like how you set it up, and that alone takes the poem up to the next level. Keep on writing these beautiful poems :)

[That1Nerd23]

Awe, thank you so much! You are sweet. (:

[Isobella Rose]

No problem :)

[Zainab UF]

Oh wow. I just feel giddy reading this. So sweet, so wonderful! :)

[That1Nerd23]

Haha (((: Thank you!

[SmileBig :)]

This Is wonderful. Nothing more to say :)

[That1Nerd23]

((( Thanks!

[That1Nerd23]

(((: *

[SmileBig :)]

Lol anytime :)

[Potter]

So sweet! You are a wise person.

[That1Nerd23]

Thank you. (:

[Arte Por Vida]

Beautiful :)

[That1Nerd23]

Awe! Thanks pretty friend! (:

[Steven Cash]

Bravo, Jessa, very well written. I enjoyed it very much. Keep up the great work.

[That1Nerd23]

Thank you! You are so kind! I appreciate your review!

[Steven Cash]

No problem Jessa

[Darkmistress]

I love this poem its simply beautiful. i never would have thought to write it this way.

[That1Nerd23]

Thank you so much! You are too kind! (: