Love dreamerRate this poem
Someone told me you were trouble,
told me to walk away with my head held high.
I didn’t want to listen because I thought they were wrong,
I thought I knew you better than anyone.
I didn’t want to believe in the reality that was happening,
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Young loveRate this poem
He fell for the way she made him feel as if he could do anything,
He loved the way he could do anything with her by his side.
Now she’s gone; he feels like he is useless.
He used to love to stare into her deep blue eyes,
He used to love the way … Continue reading Young love