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Love to a 19 year old
What is love? I’ve yet to unfold.
So to speak, I’m only 19 years old.
Puppy love, mostly what I’ve seen;
that’s as far as I have been.
True love to me, I’ve got a long way to find.
If love is true, how can it make one blind?
Chocolates and roses are the epitome of romance;
yet it can’t sweeten loves’ intense.
I must admit, there is a guy.
Every time I’m near him, my heart’s so shy.
I’m attracted to him, not his looks.
What I learn from him, I can’t get from books.
He’s so different from the guys I know.
More experienced, so mature; slightly old.
Seeing him happy, seeing him smile;
if only he knew how I’ve been feeling all these while.
I’m only 19, a child to him.
But deep inside, I’m far from a teen.
What is love? He definitely knows.
After all, he’s rather old.
I don’t expect him to read my heart;
I dread the day we have to part.
Time spent together- so little.
I try to make my romantic gestures subtle.
Though it’s a torture keeping the truth inside,
It’s better than to let our friendship subside.
Though at times we may flirt,
He doesn’t know I meant every word.
I know one day he has to settle down,
and definitely not to me, this clown.
I will not sob, I will not cry;
his happiness I’ll always keep in mind.
Is this love? I do not know.
Maybe one day the truth will show.
For now, I’ll put up this façade;
not wanting to jeopardize two hearts.
For when he smiles, I’m re-assured.
My efforts, my feelings, my time, my space;
is worth the happy look in his face-
the look that makes my young heart race.
What is love? I’ve yet to unfold.
This innocent, naïve 19 year old.
Love you, Love me;
TGND
1 comment:
well-done my dear.. well done.. *applause*
that was very beautiful.. i love it!
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