Teenage love.
Spending hours on the phone.
Never even thinking about homework.
Staying up late and being late the next morning.
Thinking that nothing else is important.
Having that awkward first time together.
Annoying your friends about how much you like him.
Teenage love.
Thinking it lasts forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i know how this feels..i like ur poem... :)