I was in one of my "not depressed" moods yesturday, and thought I'd put it to good use. You know, since I almost always write depressing poems. So, this is about love at first sight, something I'd always depended on. Because, being a kid, I'd always think that I wouldn't have a problem finding that perfect person, because the minute I saw them, I'd know. (Boy, was I wrong.) My parents told me there was no such thing as love at first sight, or true love.... No big deal, right? Wrong. As strange as this is, it hurt me terribly, because I've always been terrified of choosing the wrong person to spend the rest of my life with. What if I make the wrong choice? This voices that I, unlike others, believe in love at first sight. So, here you go, I hope you enjoy.
BTW, not my picture!!