rerun
i like the way you smile at me...
i like it when you hold my hand...
your like a rerun in my mind.
the way you talk is just adorable.
your a rerun i see.
i like it when you hug me...
i cant get you out of my mind..
reruns, like a movie being played non- stop.
i just wanna say i love you, cause your my rerun.
This poem is about:
Our world