To you, Klay.

by Br0k3nH3aRt3d   Feb 17, 2009


There is this guy I thought I knew
It really felt like a dream come true,
With soft brown hair,
And sparkling eyes.
A caring stare,
and taller than i - what a surprise
when we talk,
in his eyes I could get lost,
but there's also something in his walk,
and his personality I'd take at any cost.
He makes me feel perfect,
laughing and alive;
through getting in touch is quite hectic.
Why I could keep going could never be described,
your loving arms around me,
the taste of your sweet kiss,
so whole when I'm with you,
apart from you I can't help but miss
but how I feel different
I heard of another girl you haven't let go,
and I sit here and lament
what is going on - could you please let me know?
I cannot begin to understand
you seem to like me so much
and how you've got me in the palm of your hand,
in your grasp and free to touch,
these past days I have hoped with all of my heart
that she is with you I prayed not.
I am not fond of such a part,
but the reason I care is because I like you alot.

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