I see you every day
and we always do the same thing each day
we walk and hug and talk about stupid things that always make me laugh
but thats only when the first bell rings
for the rest of the lunch we act different, sometimes
it's crazy
your a nice guy that is kind, and special in your own way.
thats the reason i'm falling for you
everyday i look forward till the time i'm into your arms
but just a couple of days i think to myself, i dont want to do this, i'm just sick of it
but i think its only on bad days
do you really like me or i'm i just a girl to mess around w/?
i love being in your arms
i knew the first time i saw you, that you had to be mine
and now look at us were trying to start something
you play the instrument that i quit trying to learn
so i think you complete me
like the other side of me
i'm loud and special
and your quite but not that quite, your always trying to start a conversation,
just like the other day you said something funny
it was, that you wanted to be my baby's daddy
your such a dork, you know that
we look funny together due to your way taller then me
so you always keep looking down at me
hmmm... i wondering if your neck is hurting
hahaha
when we hug , you hold me so close to you that if i look up we would kiss but we haven't, at least not yet
(sorry if this poem didn't come out good but i just wanted to let the words out, so yeah....bye!)
