Love Poem by Teens

Poem About Meeting A Girl

I met her at a volunteer work for parade decor. I didn't know her until we were paired up to work on gluing seeds to the parade float. Honestly, I didn't think I'd have such feelings for her, but the best relationships are the ones that are unexpected. She shows me she's afraid of who to trust. I have a fear myself-telling her directly how I feel. Just depends how I earn her trust. She enjoys her literature like poems and romantic novels, so if this gets published I'm showing this to her first.

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Don't Forget The Days

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Published by Family Friend Poems October 2013 with permission of the Author.

Remember when we met that day?
The way you got glue in your hair and almost everywhere.
When you walked, people just stared and giggled.
I admit I chuckled a bit.
But I stayed and asked about you.
By the end of the day we said our bye's
I'm stuck thinking
"Will I see her again?"
In weeks time, I get a pop up
"Special someone wants to be your friend"
Heck yea! I'm happy you remembered me.
Messages trade back and forth,
For until we get sleepy.
Text after text I catch myself smiling
To your name on my screen.
As days go by,
Weeks widdle down,
February 14th came.
Remember what I promised that day?
Well I'm a broken record,
So I'll keep telling you what I promised you:
I will do my best for you.
Call me, text me, message me;
do nothing, anything or maybe even everything.
I'll always want to hear you.
You know I'll do my best for you?
You shun me off, Elbow Me away. Don't worry I'll still stay.
Hey, bad days come and go.
But I won't.
Don't know if you know,
Your pain and aches make me worry.
I try to hurry to you when you cry.
Seeing watered eyes heighten my intension.
Attention is called to tell it all.
Ear to ear to hear it said so clearly-
You're not used to what I'm giving you.
My attention has been paid full.
I've paved a road telling you what I can't tell you.
You don't need to be protective, hesitated,
Or even afraid of affection.
All along it's been in my intension.
To comfort you in any way.
Hold you close to this day.
Might as well tell you what I'll do every day.
I'll stay awake to talk to you every day.
I'll walk with you home every day.
I'll pick up your call every day.
I'll ask how you are every day.
I still remember when we met that day.

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