All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
She held my hand again, why?
October 2, 2021
I
kind of forgot what it feels like,
a little bit of love
people forget what it looks like,
from 75 feet above.
A drop
is easy to imagine,
from up that high
and honestly, as I think about
j u m p i n g,
I think of you and I.
That summer´s morning,
(god i sound like shakespeare)
chocolate on your chin,
mud on our feet,
sunrise to the east.
The drop was s m a l l e r
back then:
four feet into the water.
© Lauren R., Edmond, OK
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 1 comment.
Bumble_Bee PLATINUM said...
on Nov. 8 2021 at 9:39 am
Don't apologize for being lovesick!! I have plenty of poems from when I felt the same way! This poem is so sweet, I love it so much!! <33
I´m sorry i´m a lovesick mess of an idiot, have a nice day.