If only he knew,
How much he makes me feel.
I hardly smiled.
I never looked forward to something.
Until he came along.
Just a simple "hello" turns my day around.
I don't think he knows.
He knows what he does.
But sometimes I wish,
I wish I didn't have to say something first.
Does he really care?
Should I stop?
We always seem to see each other,
So what should I do?
If only I knew what he was thinking.
Then maybe I could figure him out.
But that's the thing;
I can't figure him out.
He's a sweet, sensitive guy
Under this rock-hard shell.
If only I knew;
Just what he thinks.
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Thoughtz
PoetryIf you're interested in a deep poem, you've come to the right place. and yes, I know I spelled "thoughts" with a "z" these are all separate poems so click on one and enjoy
