Today while going through an old computer I stumbled across some writings from high school and decided to share. The nostalgia that came along with looking back at old poems. I can remember the emotions I felt during this time which inspired these pieces. I clearly was going through something, ooh to be a young again.💕
My addiction
I\’m addicted to his swag
His style
His smile
I\’m loving the way he laughs
He keeps me on a natural high
Trust, the truth I will never hide
I love the way he thinks
His way of thought is new to me
Sexy in all ways
Beautiful is what I\’m called
That\’s how I begin my days
He treats me like a queen
Never disrespecting me
He\’s my addiction
Always causing me to give in
Positive energy is what I need
And yes that\’s what this new one gives to me
Sometimes friends….other times lovers….but no matter what the title is he remains my addiction.
Love
Once in love with my first
Remembering the day our eyes connected
One year and one month on the 25th
But a new love has entered that must be objected
So much in common since grade eight
Comfort it brings throughout my day
Laughter this love causes, so we relate
A crossroad I am faced with not knowing which way
My old love still loves the way I once did
If knowing my new feelings crushed it would be
One love, fare well I must bid
Old, new not sure which one is the one for me