From a Dead Poet

Finally

Finally, I've found a love, 

She says I make her laugh.

She talented, she's beautiful,

She makes me forget the past.

Even though we met,

in a strange and awkward way.

It only took us one week,

And both our hearts were swayed.

So now I sit here waiting,

On this girl I want so much.

I long to see her smile,

I start to crave her touch.

Each minute becomes an hour,

each hour becomes a day.

So i sit here smiling, watching my clock,

Until she comes to stay.