I don't care, but why am I still in despair? I want you to say those three words I'm longing to hear .Three little words that will make my physical love appear.
Feeling down , not hearing , longing , my patience has drawn , it has drawn away . That kiss, that touch , please ! you MUST, but how can you if you're with holding your love.
Those hands, when they pull on my hair , oh what a might, I must prepare. Go on and on I screamed, oh I'm longing to relive that amazing fantasy.
Words , how important they can be , just wanting to hear them can make you a Ice-Queen or melt like an ice-cream.
Written By:
Kassandra Williams
A.K.A Queenk.w_
Being a teenager at the time of writing this poem I was so in love . If only I knew that my first love wouldn't be my forever love . Good memories are necessary , they warms the heart when they make you smile.
Love can be beautiful when it's with the right person .Looking back at my poems I uttered to myself , "I'm a hopeless romantic a girl who loves -LOVE".
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