Why do I love him?
Maybe its because as soon as he smiles and starts...

I've known him since I was three.
I've cried infront of him...

One more slipped through
Out of my grasps but not out of mind...

I sit here alone
Staring at my phone...

If I died tomorrow,
He wouldn't know how I felt...

I may look like nothing to you.
But you have no idea...

My love, this poem describes you
On good days I sleep thinking of you...

Yes this is a poem about you.
You make me laugh...

The mask is worn to protect the wearer.
To keep everyone from hurting her...

"why?"
These are the only words she can cry...

See that funeral?
Yeah, the one with a hundred crying people...

He obviously doesn't like me,
So why do I try...