He'll never understand how much i love him
he'll never understand i can't quit thinking about him
he'll never understand that i get nervous when he comes my way
he'll never understand why i never told him i liked him
he'll never know that i've liked him since age 11
even though we started hating each other at 7
he'll never know that i play my best when i talk to him b4 a game
he'll never know that my parents adore him more than i do
he'll never know that my friends hated talking to me when we first started going out
he'll never know that it's impossible for me to be with anyone but him
he'll never know, and CLEARLY neither will i
*this poem was written about a different person than the other one! yes, i know i switched on ya, n ya didn't know.....but i'm tellin ya now!*
