We met under a tree,
It was just him and me.
We held our palms and strolled on,
Told our stories to the birds’ call.
I saw him as my valentine,
But was curious to know if he was only mine.
It seemed to be reality,
But sadly, my fate had failed me.
When I realised it was just a dream,
My cries were that of a stream.
Would I get a man just like whom I had met?
Would I get the love just like what I had felt?
It started with a smile,
A glance,
At them,
A card,
A letter,
A word,
A smile is all it takes,
Then you could be there,
Making friends and maybe more,
Now I have friends the bestest of all,
All it takes is a smile,
A glance,
At them,
A card,
A letter,
A word,
Then you could be there,
It started with a smile.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
If you had a McDonald hairline,
I would’ve told you.
Oh merry Christmas,
No presents for you.
No offence to you,
How old are you?
Two.
It all started with a note
To meet under the tree
Where we used to share our memories
Of songs and silence
Of friendships and fights
That all led up to this moment
She gave a warm smile
Then a nod
Then a hug
Then a hand held
A kiss blowed
A kiss shared
Then with a sentence
Then a poem
Then a page
Then a phrase
a word
a symbol
A thousand hearts later
Look where this took us
Back under the tree
Where our hearts cry
Where we say goodbye
Do you like anyone? My friend said,
Me: Maybe.. ,
but yes was in my head.
Friend: Who, who, who do you like!?
Crush: I’m not saying.
Me: Me too I said.
It all started with truth or dare.
Friend: Okay I’ll make it fair,
Both tell me who you like,
Then I will say,
Alright?
Fine, yes, we said with nerves.
Friend: Okay here we go,
You like each other!
Me & crush: Wait, what? Woah!
Friends smile at you
They like your face
They want to be with you
Any old place
Friends have fun with you
Friends share
They’re glad when you’re happy
When you’re sad they care
If you’re a friend then you care too
That’s why your friends are glad you are you!!!!
It’s nice to have a friend like you!
I’ll tell you what I’m going to do!
Because you make me so fine!
I’m going to make you my valentine!!
What is love,
I hear people ask.
What does it mean to be in love,
Or what happens when you love other people?
Can you love anyone or anything?
These are questions that have not been answered,
These are the questions that people keep asking,
And will keep asking until there is an answer.
Love is tomorrow,
Love is today,
Love is the future,
And love is the past.
Love can be anything and anywhere.
Love cannot die.
We would stand there for hours,
Talking – laughing,
We stand there edging closer,
Staring into each other’s minds,
We’d smile and gaze at each other,
Silence and quietness,
We’d stay as if what felt like a second,
But was actually much, much longer…
We’d chat about random stuff to keep the conversation going,
But that we liked each other – that was worth knowing,
We’d wonder each day, if the other felt the same way,
Till one of us thought – I must ask…
Does she like me?