This poem i write
i write for you
and what i say
all is true
i don't know if you've noticed
but you've caught my eye
and when i think about this
i want to cry
i love you so much
and i want you so bad
the way i feel
it makes me glad
but you prolly don't feel
the same for me
you sometimes talk to me
but you don't see
and you never will
unless you ask
so whats its gonna be
fiction? or fact?