“The smile in the morning. The laughter in the night.
The happiness when we wake up. The love when we went to sleep.
The sadness when he left. The broken heart when he was long gone.
The love was short. The memories were forever.”

“It began with a smile. It developed with a kiss. It continued with a bed. It ended the next morning.”

“From the first moment I saw him, I knew I loved his smile.
From the first date we went on, I knew I loved his mind.
From the first kiss, I knew he was the best.
From the first time he said he loved me, I knew I wanted to marry him.
From the first time he hit me, I knew it was over.”

(Vi hadde fem minutter til å skrive et dikt om kjærlighet, på engelsk. Jeg tok litt av og skrev tre.)