You smile,
I smile.
You crack up,
I laugh like never before.
You try to be sneaky,
I always figure it out.
You glance plenty,
But so do I.
You always cross my mind,
Yet I'm sure I never cross yours.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryWell, I write poems when I'm feeling strongly oppioninated and a friend told me to post them on here. So, I took her advise.
