first love

first love

A Poem by LynLee

First Love



I couldn't believe it,

he had said the words,

and typed the words,

All I could do was sit there,


like a statue in a snow storm,

my body grew numb,

what do I say?,

What do I do?,

Do I love him back?,

Is any of this true?

I could only think of one thing to do,

I walked.

I walked to him,

I stood in front of him,

I pulled him to me,

And I said,

"I love you too.''

© 2010 LynLee

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Woah, I really like this poem, it made me smile, I loved how the short lines showed the sense of panic, but but then the ending was so calm. Really cute poem =]

Posted 9 Years Ago

wow, what a great moment. took me back, thank you for sharing!

Posted 9 Years Ago

True to its title, it carries a huge amount of innocence and cuteness that only young love can possess. It's a very honest writing that expresses raw emotions in its truest form.

Keep Writing. ^___^

Posted 9 Years Ago

How cute, made me smile... good write! And simply but well written

Posted 10 Years Ago

This is beautiful. I love the short lines and the way they convey the characters sense of surprise, wonder, and panic. Yet the way you formed the ending gives this wonderful sense of peace to the reader. We are trapped in the moment. Great work!

Posted 10 Years Ago

I like this piece. It is very sweet an a true feeling. Nice work.

Posted 10 Years Ago

That's almost entirely what happened to me. Well, I had a few little tweaks, but it's still amazing that you could type what happens in a nutshell. Great job.

Posted 10 Years Ago

this is very relatable i like it :)

Posted 10 Years Ago

And i did the only thing i could....LOVED IT

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Last Updated on May 19, 2010



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