You know that I like you
And you took it so well,
Now where's my response,
'Cause waiting's been hell.
I want you to know
My true feelings for you so,
I'll write you this poem
If you please.
It seems such a mystery
That I can melt at your feet
And just an accidental touch
Has me falling off my seat.
I love the way your cheeks get flushed
In the most adorable way
And how your voice is oh so deep,
Yet your laugh puts it to shame.
I do so love your awkward laugh,
The Peewee Herman one included,
You make me want to grab your arm
And take you somewhere secluded.
I love your monstrosity of a nose.
Yes, that's odd, I suppose.
But I cannot contain myself, you see
Which is why I'm writing this poem to thee.
You have a wicked imagination
And such a sarcastic attitude.
The fact that you are so carefree
Just takes me to a whole new view.
*Okay this poem is still in the works. So it's not finished yet. It's also supposed to be funny but, whatever. Honestly, I don't know when this poem is ever going to be finished because I'm drawing blank since I don't like this person that much any more. There's also a sequel about hating him. I'll finish it eventually. =)*
