Love in the eye of a gal in purpal

Why can't he see that we are ment to be.
I gave him my heart,
And I don't have it back.
I hate missing him like a kid hates school,
I love loathing him but the feeling never lasts.
Everyone knows are hands should be intertwined,
So why are they not,
Yours in mine.
My love is pure,
I've given my all.
Now I'm forced to wait,
For my love is a neanderthal.
 

Reviews

[Vironykah]

I love this poem soooo much :)
I sometimes feel this way, too......

Vironykah

P.S. PURPLE IS SICKNASTYYYYY (^3^)

[talulu love]

i love the pic and the way the poem is GOOD JOB!!!!!!


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