More

laughing at nothing

feeling everything

our love a rose in spring

 

something has changed

we have changed

into something more

 

maybe it was how his hand felt right in mine

or the warm weather that defrosted our hearts

our relationship grew with the flowers

 

the way he looked at me as if I were the moon and stars

the way I have come to think of him as my world

oh, to think we were once just friends

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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