
One was enough,
Man we've had it rough,
And looking at you is tough.
They talk of love at first slight,
You text your friends under the table,
As I push through the feelings of fight or flight,
I feel as if I'm connected to a jumper cable,
Never has anything felt more right,
Could this be a fairy tale or a fable?
I've been so blue,
I could hardly eat,
But I knew with you,
We compared the shoes on our feet,
That I would always be the first in the queue.
And my heart doesn't fail but it does miss a beat.
There was 18 heart beats a second,
12 laughs a minute,
And 2017 butterflies in my stomach.
About the Creator
Anna Sleeps
Hi, I'm Anna and I try (emphasis on try) to write poetry. I hope that I can find others that either relate to or appreciate the topics I choose. Wow bios are so hard to not make cringey hahaha.
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