This isnt like the rest of my poems i have...
they say u only find love once...

Loving you has no strings atached so why do i...

Even though i say i hate you
even though you make me sick...

I had an old memory pop into my head and i started...
You took my hand and i believed in you...

I lay down at the beach
I look around looking for you...

I wish i had a cigarette
i wish i had a boyfriend...

You once stared into these eyes
and whispered words of lies...

Tomorrow is a new day thats what they all said to...
but nothing has happened nothing has changed...

Whenever you write me a message i wonder what...
whenever u make me smile i think to myself how do...

This is my 100th poem i've written on here...
What is love...

You aren't going to be his first, his last, or his...

Started thinking back
started to smile again...