Fighting Friend Poem


I'm a 16 year old female. I fell in love young and I love to write. I'm not really too good at it yet, but I'm improving.


© Kirstie B
I love the way you hold me
I love the way you look at me
I love the way you kiss me
and the way you touch my body.
I love the sound of your voice
and the way you tell me you love me.

I hate the way you speak to me
and the way you hurt me.
I hate how you made me fall in love
with you and all we do is fight.
I hate the way we can't talk to each other
about the way we feel but no matter
what we love or hate about each other
you'll always be the love of my life
and no one will ever replace you.


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Published: Jul 2011
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