Explanation of Love

Teenage love is un-robotic breath taking  heart-skipping leaps its holding hands taking chances and losing lots of sleep.

Plans of marriage flowers in a carriage and crying herself to sleep its he likes her she likes him and promises to not cheat.

its warm summers cold evenings and no blankets allowed, its ripped jeans old sneakers with hearts and his name on a cloud.

Its holding hands making plans and heartbreak one should never feel, its unbearable oh-my-god-he-just-looked-at-me…this stuff is real.

Author's Note

i was just thinking..thats all

Reviews

[patrickmaloney]

great poem