Sitting in world history
Just got done with my exam...
The tree standing uprught
with presents beneath...
***This isn't my poem but when I read it I fell in...
If you come as softly...
I'm afraid to say I love you
though you see right through my eyes...
*~*I know it doesn't rhyme but i wrote this as...
Sitting across the room from him...
Four walls surround me
A string connects my soul...
Why must I think about you
When I know nothing's left...
When i fell for you, I knew we had no chance, yet...
I'm hopeless romantic
I dare to admit...
As I sit and wonder
what of my life...
This eyes will not cry another tear
This heart will not "punk out"...
Look into my eyes, what do you see?
reach for my soul, what do you feel...