i wonder what
he thinks of
me.
i wonder what
she thinks of
me.
does he think
i'm annoying,
does he like
my eyes?
does she think
i'm boring,
just another guy?
does he know
i can't stay away,
how i miss him
when he's gone.
does she know
she makes my
day,
her voice is my
favorite song.
i don't think
he realizes
how much he
means to me.
she tells me that
she loves me
but she's only
being friendly.
my stoamch screams
at the mention of
his name.
her eyes meet
mine,
the butterflies go
insane.
his smile,
his laugh,
his hands,
his touch.
her hair,
her laugh,
her lips,
her touch.
how i want
his hand,
to kiss him,
to hold him.
i want her in
my arms,
i want to feel
her skin.
i tell him that
i love him,
but he takes it
as a joke.
she doesn't believe
i love her
and it makes me
want to choke.
i wonder if
he wonders
what i think
of him?
i wonder if
she wonders
what i think
of her?
to me, he's perfect.
to me, she's perfect.
