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Once again, young love has affected the lives of all teenagers (teen boys and teen girls). It
looks like this type of love is going to pass on to another generation of teenage lovebirds. And
even as I speak, young love is going to continue growing in not just the U.S. of A., it's growing
everywhere, including Japan. But fortunately for all teenage lovebirds, it's actually a good thing
for them, especially when all teen boys and teen girls started being interested in each other. It
seems that once those teen lovebirds enter adulthood in the near future, even after finishing
high school and/or college, young love is going to affect the lives of another bunch of
teenagers; even before the year 2020. Young love among all teenagers is going to continue
growing for a long time and it's going to pass on to another generation of teenage lovebirds.
And not only that, this type of love is also going to continue growing for another generation
after generation, after generation, after generation. And the next thing everybody knows, their
p[arents are still going to be happy about it. The greatest thing about young love is that not
only are both teen couples (a teen boy and a teen girl) going to stay togrther for a long time,
even before and after marriage, they're going to tell their grandchildren the following: how they
met, why they fell in love with each other, their first date, and that kinda stuff. It loks like
teenage love is going to continue to pass on to another generation after generation, after
generation, after another generation. And if young love among al teen couples continue to have
impact on their loves, there's no telling what great thing might happen next.
Once again, young love has revolutionized the new millennium and all of the teen boys and
the teen girls have met and fell in love with each other. Love has been a part of all of
the young lovebirds since the day they met at either summer camp, middle school, or high
school. It seems that when two young people (a then-teen boy and a then-teen girl) had met
for the first time ever, it was love at first sight for both of them. And when these two
young lovebirds had been made for each other, it's like this type of love will never break
into pieces. And even if these two young lovebirds had gone to their homes before the day
ends, they were still in love with each other. Everybody knows that back in the early 21st
century, including the year 2001, young love has all of the would-be lovers together and
had kept them together for some time to come. There were a lot of things these teen
couples have done in reference to dating back in the early 21st century: they had gone to
the movies, they went out to eat, walked to the park, etc. But unfortunately for those
young lovers, they each had a curfew, even on weekends. But either way, these two
lovebirds really had a great time. Lets hope that young love will have an effect on all of
the would-be teen couples in the near future. And if young love continues to revolutionize
the world, all would-be young lovers will be ready for it to come. And what an early 21st
century the then-teenagers had.
Young love has revolutionized the entire centry. It's not justr affecting all teen couples in the
U.S. of A., it's affecting the lives of all teen lovebirds from around the world, including Canada
and France. It seems that both teen lovers (a teen boy and a teen girl) are never going to stop
loving each other, even if they're from different countries. When everyone is looking at both
underage lovebirds holding hands and whatnot, it's like a virtual U.N. of young couples. And
even when they're in either middle school or high school, their love for each other is as the
same as the one in America, which is called "The Land of Opportunity." Sometimes most
relationships among teenagers don't last long, but at least 24 hours, but some of them do last
longer than ever. Or so everyone thinks. Both teen lovebirds are lucky to have each other on
each other's side because without him/her, he/she is nothing. It looks like young love is
growing nationally and globally, even in Africa. Also, these people can either see other in
person, talk on the phone on a Saturday night (which is on the other side of Earth), or whater.
But either way, young love is still young love. And if their parents hadn't met and their children
hadn't met each other from day one, then they never would've fallen in love with each other.
Young love will always live.
So here’s the deal:
I’m completely pissed off, but not really-
Really I’m heartbroken and just trying to breathe through the ache in my chest,
But that really has nothing to do with what’s going on does it.
This is ridiculous. I hate it. It’s not something I can just fix.
If I could make him forget just by kissing him stupid I would.
However, this is a bit too raw for that.
It’s like when your fave song comes on and you’re voice begins to break near the end
because you’re holding back tears.
Nothing really detracts from that feeling of complete abandon. That’s true for love on both
ends.
Passion when you’re together, battering desperate aching when you’re not.
Now, I enjoy pain. I enjoy the sharp, sweet edge.
I don’t enjoy this mind numbing pounding. Like my body is being pulled inside out.
There is no tearing, no ripping, no cutting, no sharp. Just dull, stretching emptiness.
There is no joy in that.
Only the true masochist in me finds something in this.
I don’t like dwelling on that part of me.
I’d rather be sharp. Like when you’re cut by a knife so sharp that it takes a minute for your
body to register it as pain.
Sharp. Sweet. Sinfully simple.
Love.
This isn’t what I signed up for. But then, what is?
I love you.
That doesn’t really matter.
Does it.
With blood shot eyes, I heed my own cries.
The taste of her will remain, killing the pain.
So much blood I swallow, on death's road I follow.
My ash blows away, yet by her side I stay.
The end is so near, but she still fights my fear.
There is still love, to the stars and above.
I lie in our bed, while she kisses my head.
Your cries for power, leave me to cower.
She said she's mine, we keep love in line.
Your so misguiding, with the time you are biding.
I just want her in my arms, but you have so many alarms.
I want to feel her kiss, thats something i will always miss.
Now I'm suffocating, while everyone is hating.
I will save her, of that I am sure.
She will save me, that is definantly.
We save eachother, away from lifes smother.
It's words of sorrow, that decline me tomorrow.
So much blood I swallow, leaves my heart hollow.
All these things I hate, leaves you so great.
Torn apart by my seams, misery kills my dreams.
Our life was in the right direction, yet sorrow still hangs on.
She starts to cry, I start to die.
You start to lie, I say goodbye.
I love her, I dont care if it is the right thing to do, but I'm sure.
Life is not worth it, so much agony.
I've learned not to be dependent, can't everyone see?
In death, we will always be together.
So take a deep breath, and I'll hold you forever.
Together we stand, no one can break me.
Together hand in hand, I want it so badly.
I'm falling asleep, I start to dream.
I wake and weep, I start to scream.
Without you, I feel so sick.
I barely make it through, in this life sorrow will stick.
The words I hear, kill me everyday.
Though I don't fall a tear, I fade away.
Just one kiss, changed my world.
Your face is what I miss, for you are my girl.
Erase my past, look into our future.
Together we will last, for our love so pure.
The time will fly by, still we hold on.
When I hear you cry, I swear I'll make the pain gone.
Together we kiss, every night.
I can't dismiss, how you fought my fright.
Do you care, what they think?
This love do you share, or does your heart sink?
Seeing your face, reflect from the stary skies.
Together in this place, all sorrow dies.
This poem, is special
This poem, is going to be the best,
This poem, you will love
Andrew, this poem, is for you.
Baby, you are my whole world,
I love you with all my heart,
You have stolen my heart,
And i don't want it back.
I love you so much Andrew,
Don't ever forget that,
Without you, i would be lost,
I would not know what to do.
That is why,
I am so afraid to loose you.
Soon, you will have a phone,
Soon we can talk on the phone hours a day,
Soon hopefully you have a webcam,
Soon we can Skype for hours and hours.
Soon i can see your face.
I have hope that you will come here,
So that we can meet,
And be together at last.
This long distance relationship may be hard,
But baby, i know we will get through it.
Love does not have a distance,
You can love anyone,
No matter where in the world they are,
You just have to believe that it will las,
And baby, i believe.
I do more than believe,
i KNOW it will last,
I Love You Andrew.
I’m old enough to be trusted
Smart enough to make my own decisions
Strong enough to love you
Even through all the hate
No one understands me
Wonders why I love you
Why we’re together
Why does it matter to them?
I know why
That’s all that matters
They ask questions
Say it’s not going to last
But they aren’t us
They don’t know anything about us
Yet have everything to say about us
They think they know what I want
What I need
Yet they don’t really
Never even asked me
Just told me
But I need you
That’s all there is to it
No matter how I try to get away
Everywhere I look
Everything I think about
There you are
No one is good enough for me
So they say
If you’re not good enough for me
So what
I don’t want better
I’m not leaving until I’m ready
and I’m not ready yet
And neither are you
We love each other for multiple reasons
Which don’t have to be discussed
Not with them anyway
As long as you love me and I love you
So what?
I cannot get to sleep, yet I dream.
Bond to forever weep, this life can't redeem.
Pictures of you, flood through my mind.
Helping me make it through, our end I will not find.
Living is a war, war is hell.
You have my heart forever more, I'd always tell.
So many rhymes, telling my story.
About all my crimes, and what little glory.
Only one true love, always you.
I've always dreamt of, us making it through.
A fire burns, within our eyes.
As the world turns, our love never dies.
So many roads, along the way.
Our goofy codes, bring us closer everyday.
All these things, all these memories.
Remembering brings, me falling to my knees.
When I fall, you catch me.
When you saw, I fought passionantly.
My broken fingers, point to the sky.
Your kiss lingers, helping us to fly.
You catch me, as my body drops.
I'm set free, when this depression stops.
I catch you, I'll always be there.
Oneday it will be just us two, for this love can't tear.
I love to read of poetry so divine
That is beautiful in even shabby hands like mine,
But sometimes you have to read it quick
Since the smell of love can make you sick.
So offer now a kiss of yours, and I will soon reject it.
Do not offer me your hand, for I will not protect it.
My love dies like the sun, only to come back again,
But other times it will stay as an unwanted stain.
You could suggest not gold nor myrth
That could cover a fraction of its worth;
Since a watchful, youthful eye is a valuable as dirt,
(Especially now that I know how love can hurt).
Imagine now from years ago, each night you slept,
You'd dream of the one person that left.
Now try to picture just how I see it,
And imagine still loving them to this day.
I love to read poetry as I sit and start to weep,
For they have a reason why they're getting no sleep.
And, ah, the poor saps have the same, lovestruck skit,
But the painful truth is, how I miss it.