I was in love just once
and just with him
I felt right just once
Even though, he was really slim
Full of affection
Weird appreciattion
Fondness of friendship
There was no realization
He was gentle, kind
And he was stuck in my mind
He acted like a child and a real dunce
And that happen more than once
And once we had our play
With smell of hairspray
With Phillip in our way
And when we got stuck like a clay
He had something stuck in his mouth
Words that he couldnt throw out
But I have thrown mine long ago
So, I got stuck in devastion
Of my once love's frustration.
First poem I have ever written, pretty cheesy.