When?

He waits for her,
To get online at nite,
He lays in bed,
Thinkn bout her til the morning lite,

He never had a feeling,
Such like this one,
He felt like his search,
Was now over and done,

It all started,
On a trip for skool,
She sat across from him on the bus,
They thot each other were pretty cool,

When the trip was over,
And they made there way home,
She was all he could think bout,
So thats when he wrote his first poem,

The weeks went by,
And sumtimes they talked,
Either when they were online,
Or in the hall when they walked,

No matter when or where,
He couldnt get her out of his head,
He constantly thought bout her,
In the morning, the afternoon, or juss lyin in bed,

He had never had,
A feeling like this one be4,
He felt awesome,
He couldnt ask for more,

So finally after all the time that had past,
The time to tell her came
He told her how he felt,
But she didnt feel the same,

She wanted to be frends,
O0o how he longed to be more,
But he respected her wishes,
And they were frends as be4,

He wanted to tell her so bad,
That he loved her and cared,
But he thot she didnt wanna hear it,
So at the computer screen he juss stared,

They became good frends,
And talked every day,
But he wished he could say,
all he wanted to say,

He still doesnt know,
What will happen after this,
Will he date her,
And feel the warmth of her kiss,

Who knows wat will happen,
Between those two,
Only time will tell,
If she says I do

He knows he will ask her,
But when and where,
Is it to early,
Will she even care,

These are questions,
Which run through his mind,
I guess in a lil while,
Answers to these questions we will find.