Is it really love?
Or is it just a passing of feeling
Am I not convinced?
A bit uncertain of the feeling
Though I know I shouldn’t be
Is it the way you make me feel?
So warm with your joy and laughter
Or could it be the happiness
From moments spent together
The lasting bliss, the kiss I miss,
The sweetest thoughts without a touch
The heart that hurts and bears a scar
Thinking of how far away from me you were
But now once again, here you are
You’re on my mind most of the day
And at night I go to bed and think about how
An angel soft and gentle as you
Could make my dreams come true
Thinking about you alone or in class
Writing your name on the bathroom window glass
Wishing you were here
To love, hold and care for
To cherish, and to stare
Into your soft and beautiful eyes
And as I finally see you,
I realize that this is really love.
absolutely beautiful. you are very talented. you use your words great. this poem really means something, its a great feeling to be in love. beautiful, i love it