It was in
the cold
September rain
that we met.
I couldn't let
on that I liked you.
But you liked me too.
*
I just didnt think things through,
it started with a kiss,
how did it end up like this?
With us living together
playing happy families.
*
I never thought
i would end up here
I had fought and fought
with my mind not to let you in,
but you made it in
and i couldnt be more pleased,
you teased,
me about our first kiss.
*
Under the moonlight,
at night,
our first kiss,
our first cuddle,
under a cold Octobers night.
And i didnt put up a fight
Cos it was love at first sight.
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Erin Shields
27. England. Poet. I have Bipolar, BPD & Anxiety. I’ve been writing since I was 18 as an outlet for my mental health.
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