When I was five years old and
I did not approach a girl the way the popular boys
did, like waving around toys and giving
sandwiches, and playing with them during
I did not talk with anecdotes or boasted about
my parents or my talents or what trivia
I did not comb my hair or dress fancily to
gain attention and be called "handsome".
I just approached a girl I liked, and with
a smack on her cheeks, said "I love you."
Because that's how I thought love should
Boy, was I wrong.
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On My Way HomePoetry
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