poem.

by alittlelove

Life.
Is moving fast.
Very fast.
Half the time I don’t even know what is going on.
My heart feels like a snow storm inside.
I don’t know what is going on half the time.
What
how
am
i
supposed
to Know what to feel?
What is right, and what is real?
I don’t know anyMore
what it is I feel.

just kiss me already.

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