More
laughing at nothing
feeling everything
our love a rose in spring
something has changed
we have changed
into something more
maybe it was how his hand felt right in mine
or the warm weather that defrosted our hearts
our relationship grew with the flowers
the way he looked at me as if I were the moon and stars
the way I have come to think of him as my world
oh, to think we were once just friends
This poem is about:
Me