Infactuation Poem by Holly Somer
Infactuation
She fell for his blue eyes and his crazy spiked up hair
But when their eyes met in the hallway
He gave her a mean glare
Though she can't stop thinking of what it would be like to be his
I tell her to get over him and find someone new
She doesn't think that she's feeling infactuation
She thinks it's love
But it's not
she doesn't love him for his mind
she loves him because he's hott
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