8:52pm
23rd February 2012
tags:
Love.
Personal.
Poem.
Dear Charles.
Love: What it does.
by Charlene Papas
It makes you smile silly,
It gives you butterflies in your tummy
It makes your heart skip a beat,
And seem to fill up because he’s just too sweet
It keeps you up at night,
It makes you feel floating light
like absolutely nothing could go wrong,
And it makes you listen to ridiculously sappy love songs (haha)
It makes you over and over scribble his name,
It makes you do things you once thought were lame
It makes you want to be better,
It makes you want to believe in forever
Love, love, love, there’s so much more to say,
But that’s all the rhyme I have for today
So let’s just settle with this:
Love feels good, it’s absolute bliss. :)