I pinch myself.
"Wake up",I say.
How can it be?
Can this realy be happening to me?
I Pinch myself.
"Wake up", I say.
"Wake up", I say.
What? Me in love?
Have I realy been handed this from up above?
I pinch myself.
"Wake up", I say.
"Wake up", I say.
"Wake up", I say.
"Yes"!!,
A voice says to me.
How can you think it can not be?
"Cuz: "You",
deserve to be treated like a preciouse dove.
I like this one.
So true, I find myself wondering this at times, but I am only jsut 15, I doubt I've actually fallen in love yet :P
Awesome poem, loved it.
~Chelsea
this poem is
my very favorite.
Love is the most intricate word
with no definite definition but
only definition through experience.
Lucky you for feeling it exists.
Great write.