Bad poetry from when I was a teenager to the present. Well, maybe it's not all bad. Well. Maybe it is.
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
I Loved You
I Loved You
I loved you before I knew it.
But when realization came,
I was afraid, confused, bewildered.
Why you? Why not?
It was nice, you know.
To realize you loved me.
To know someone could care.
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