Part 1 (Blue Polo)
I was silently watching
Staring back at you—
In blue polo sitting
Looking perfect in any hue
Black messy locks
Quite much a catch
Though the hole in your socks
Still suits you right
Your old clothes are striking
Though worn and tart
you're too tall for my liking
But you'd still fit in my heart
Years don't matter
What matters is you
You're shades aren't better
But I'm better for you
(04/17/15)
I remember your smile
That's delightful and true
Sending me senile
And all I could think of was you
Your frisky smirk
Sent chills to the bones
Alluring with mirth
Making me fall
Your voice is music
Melody to my soul
Rare and astounding
Ambiguously pleasing
The obscure charm,
Friendly vibe of thou
Drove my beats like drums
Drowned me in oblivion
But a grasp of you
Seems like a mirage to bear
I know I knew
You are epiphany's scare
(05/20/15)
The possibilities vague
Your want, I don't have
'your girl'conotes not, I
Never suffice in million tries
The moment I saw you Mr.
Getting her number
I smelled like jealousy
And muttered taboo profanities
Pissed beyond horizons
I swore right then
I'd never fall for a ____n
Because I always end the same
Now that you absconded
My feels also departed
Won't deal with depression
'Cause never was there a connection
Your disgruntling fondness
Your dowdy personage
My absurd sentiments
Finally not a carriage
Infatuation suffuse
But gladly obliterated me
My subtle feelings refused
By you, Mr. Dorky.
(05/03/15)
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