You know how people say if you really love...

I need someone
To tell me...

I was quiet--you talked to me
i was shy--you stayed by me...

I'm short
I'm fat...

These poems are getting old
And these ideas are getting stale...

(C)ut so deep you dont even feel it
(U)nderstood was one thing I never was...

Heart beats faster
breathing gets heavy...

Day after day
night after night...

Life brings me things...like,
new friends...

This poem is with thans to Missy Parker, i have...
the rain falls on your head...

-i close my eyes, i see you
-i hold my ears, i hear you...

You looked down on me
and i looked up at you...