When I first saw you,
my mouth dropped,
my eyes popped,
I even drooled.
When I tried to talk to you,
my tongue got twisted,
my words were morbid,
"I think I love you,"
I blushed,
you blushed,
then you laughed,
you laughed at me for being stupid,
for being a little kid,
but I still love you,
I understand, I would have done it too,
but you crushed my heart,
made me into nothing but dirt,
but I'll live,
and you will always no that my love you you is there.
Author notes
Ok, i tried to make this one a little funny, I haven't been able to come up with anything for a while, and i've been trying to make up something that rhymed.
Written February 11th, 2003
A contest entry
- Explain to me what first love is. What your soul mate is. How even after time, distance, sorrow and by RetroMelon.
120 points, ended March 2, 2003, 17 entries
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When I met my fiancee, that day on the bus(see the poem I wrote "You"), I asked her out, acting like a little kid, this was something I wanted from the get go, and well, she slammed me with a "Not now... now is not the right time" and I just felt like someone dropped a bomb on my heart, Your poem is right and true and certainly ironic, but it all should end good anyway. See? She's now going to be my wife! Good Luck!
~RJ
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