Young Love - Poem by mona martinez
how is it possible?
i believed we were like friends,
more like twins,
when did the feeling start to flow?
never thought i see it,
but i'm here now,
what do i do?
it feels so right,
and so confortable,
how do you denie it?
mixed emotions along the way,
is it normal?
to feel so attracted to a person,
i never would of quessed of,
maybe that why,
i couldn't let you go,
and see you with somebody else,
i wanted you to myself,
was i selfish,
for not wanting to take a chance,
because of how it might turn out?
afriad of what people might think,
most of all family,
they might not have seen it coming,
me....showing my true colors,
of who i truely am,
and being happy for who i love,
young love doesn't last long,
but does that mean we shouldn't try?
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