Hey everyone, i might be young, but ha thats more troubles for me to talk about.. alot of my poems i write about how others are feeling, i'm kinda a shrink, so please read my poems, and tell me what you think!
Love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping it alive
15 years ago
People say they "find" love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man or women.