Poems by kirsty field

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  • Infatuation is when you think he's as sexy as Brad...
    Love is when you realize that he's as sexy as...

  • I wait by the phone for you to call
    I sit on the stairs and hope you'll walk through...

  • I can't believe you want me to stop feeling this,
    To me what we had was eternal bliss...

  • I ran up the door,
    And closed the stairs...

  • You turn and just walk out the door,
    The laughs stop and the tears begin to fall...