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His poems are funny and short,
They may not make sense but I know where he comes from,
I get them,
He smiles hiding his true Identity,
I giggle knowing he is from another world,
Where bleach is real,
I watch his status change from crazy to serious in a blink of an eye,
I watch his gf's with an angry look in my eye.
They can't do my job.
He looks in the mirror and sees a stud.
I laugh cause he can't be conceided,
He's the sweetest thing,
Cute as can be,
I love him,
Does he love me?
My heart sinks ships when he is near,
I've hidden it long, now its clear,
I love him...
Is that so bad?
He grins at his own jokes no matter if its funny or not.
He is sexy and redolent,
The most amazing thing I've ever seen.
I wish he would remember my name.
He gets confused and frusterated and I laugh,
When he threatens to kick my a**.
I wanna be with him more then anything.
He doesn't get it.....
I've got it gone well.
He has a gf and he thinks shes great.
I think shes swell.
But my feelings still dwell.
Past is past I want his future.
Brillient he is.
Absolute value to my sum.
I love him.
AS the nights turn to morning I still think of him.
Will he think of me?
we'll see I guess.
His names in Capitals.
Tattooed across my heart in all the written sanscript it can be in.
I would do it over and over again.
Let him take me and keep me closer then a friend.
 Suka_love · Tue Oct 06, 2009 @ 12:40am · 0 Comments |
