Okay...So here it is...no laughing now, Kay?
Someone asked me once
How do you know if it's love
And I said I wasn't sure
But now, I have a few ideas
It's in a certain way that you're looked at,
Or the gentle tenderness of every touch.
A special smile, or laugh, reserved just for that person
It's in the way that your day is brightened,
Just knowing that they're there
And when you know that there's only one person behind the hands asking "guess who"
Now I can say that I do know how to tell if it's love...
All because of you.
Yes. I am a dork. And that is one of my very few poems that I do write. It was a present for my BF, and he almost cried when he read it... ^_^()
signing off,
