My fucked up poems

Thinking out loud

A lot of people- GIRLS like this one.

I always think about how she makes me feel. I think about how I feel when she looks at me, touches me, or even smiles at me. I think about when she first looked into my eyes, how hers lit up, how mine did. I think about when she first kissed me, how I felt fireworks, and the mention of her name makes me smile. I think about how her smile itself brightens my day. I think about the way she laughs is like music to my ears, the way she flips her hair, back and forth. The way she walks one foot in front of the other. I think how could someone pass by her without looking. I think that nothing is more beautiful than the one I love with all my heart. I think about how could someone not love the most beautiful thing in the world, but Most of all I think about, without her I wouldn't of ever smiled, without her I wouldn't have been happy, without her I wouldn't have loved anyone, without her I wouldn't have been who I am, mostly without her,

I am nothing

I showed it to girls in my third period, and they all told me they wish there boyfriends wrote something like that to them.