That Boy

He's the boy that I stay all night talking to,
the one who's voice rings in my ears in my dreams,
then I awaken by his voice in the morning.
Who makes me throw a cookie across the room
just to see if he could catch it,
from 1000 miles away.
The one that talks to me for hours,
about absolutely nothing.
Who believe saying I Love You
can only be said when it's the "right time"
The one that writes poems about me,
just to make me smile.
The one who watches a movie with me
on the phone.
The boy who asks "what's wrong" and my answer
is always "I'm fine" then he doesn't leave it alone,
and three hours pass,
then I finally tell him.
The boy who calls just to see if I'm okay,
who blows kisses through the phone,
who sings to me just to make my tummy feel better,
and who always has time just to talk.
The boy who i have 99 pages in my diary about,
the boy that has so much more than meets the eye.
The boy that I trust more than anyone,
the one that I have a whole conversation,
just by making funny noises.
The one that works all day,
then when he comes home,
he still has enough energy
to talk to me for hours and hours.
The boy who sends me letters,
the one that got me earings with my favourite Disney princess on them,
the one that watches Disney movies with me.
The one that makes me pick the movie,
even if they feel like killing themselves in how annoying it is.
The boy who has an actual opinion
in Disney VHS movies and DVD ones.
The one that feels the same way about me,
that loves me as much as I love him.
That knows he's the only one,
and assures me that I'm the only one too.
He's the boy that every girl wants,
the boy I know I'll end up with.
The boy who is in my dreams
and reality too.
The boy who I work so hard to see,
just to have that one kiss.
The boy who is always on my mind,
the boy named Keenan.