Which leads me to this point in time now as i sit here writing this poem out of the series I've already written. still pondering if she likes me or not. knowing that soon enough she will read this and either think wow what a freak and I'm never going to talk to him again. or she thinks I'm some sort of angel that is here just to make girls feel happy about themselves so they can go on to other guys who will treat them the same as all the old ones have. i dont know at this moment but i do hope that things turn out for the better. not for me though for her. and hope she is happy with whoever it may be. as i have done before ill pray tonight and hope god gives me another sign telling me in some sort of way if she really likes me likes me or just "wants to be friends"
