My poems

Love,
The fruit everyone else I know,
has tasted more then once.
Some sweet, some bitter, some even still lasting
And then there's me
Who's only tasted it once and ended bitterly,
With tears mixed in the taste
But I got back up
And I want more
I want a taste of his,
His love, his kiss
I want to feel his soft hands,
His spider fingers grasp my hand
I want him because I love him.

Truth be told,
I couldn't stop staring from the beginning.
Truth be told,
Your hands brushed mine and I fainted.
Truth be told, your eyes lose me everytime.
Truth be told,
Around you my heart skips a beat.
Truth be told,
I love you<3

Checkllist for Life:
A couple packs of bandaids,
for my many broken hearts.
A bedazzler,
to make life sparkle a little.
An energy drink,
to give my soul a little push.
a pillow,
to relax once in a while.
the second half of my heart,
to feel complete.
and lastly, sugar,
to make life sweeter