Our Love is Like a TikTok Trend
Trending Today, Tomorrow, Forever
Our love is like a TikTok trend,
It starts off slow, then jumps—ascend!
One moment sweet, the next insane,
Dancing through joy, looping again.
_ _ _
You steal my fries? A playful fight,
But then you hug me—likes ignite!
From cute duets to meme attacks,
We cringe, we laugh—no turning back.
_ _ _
Some days we're viral, front-page fame,
Some days we flop—but that's the game.
Yet every clip, each goofy take,
Is proof we’re real, we never fake.
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You send me reels at 2 AM,
A “goodnight” text? You’d rather spam!
Inside jokes we’ve overused,
Still, every time, I’m so amused.
_ _ _
We break, we mend, we loop, repeat,
A chaotic dance, yet oh-so sweet.
Through trends that fade and sounds that die,
Our love still shines—no need to try.
_ _ _
So let them scroll, let others see,
Our love’s a trend—eternally.
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Love your poem! Great work!