Vanilla Flavored Nothings
To say that I’m a lucky girl is criminal.
But then again so are you for stealing my heart.
You can keep it, can’t you hear it calling out for you?
Can’t you feel it pounding against my chest?
Like tiny explosions going off with you as the lighting spark.
And trust me, I can go on and on about how much I love you but,
We both know words could never be enough but I’ll try anyways.
I love you with all my infinite heart, all my neverending soul.
And I know that my life was always made for you.
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Hi, I'm Strella. I'm an aspiring poet usually writing about these thoughts and feeling I can't control. Oh, and I'm a transgirl, I guess I should've started with that but oh well. That's essentially me, I hope you enjoy my poems!
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