The dry, black grass crunches beneath my sneakers
The chilly wind blows through my clothing
I gaze up at the gray sky
And think of you.
Blood rushes through my dull veins
My pulse quickens exponentially
My heart beats more and more strongly
It beats for you.
The soft, green grass waves calmly
The warm, spring wind rustles my hair
My eyes shoot up to the vivid, beautiful baby blue sky.
I love you.
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 8:34 PM UTC
The dry, black grass crunches beneath my sneakers
The chilly wind blows through my clothing
I gaze up at the gray sky
And think of you.
Blood rushes through my dull veins
My pulse quickens exponentially
My heart beats more and more strongly
It beats for you.
The soft, green grass waves calmly
The warm, spring wind rustles my hair
My eyes shoot up to the vivid, beautiful baby blue sky.
I love you.
... I need to stop with the true love poems, don't I?
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