POV: You don't like poems, but then you schmoke good old Mary J and are high. And while high, you write a poem.
The poem:
I love you so,
I wonder if you love me too?
I try not to let my feelings glow,
Incase you want to flee.
When I first fell years ago,
I did not want you to see.
I do not know if you know,
But I try to let you be.
Why do I even worry,
When you have shown every sign?
Even though you are in no hurry,
You let your feelings shine.
The picture is not blurry,
Damn these eyes of mine!
I do not need your touch,
I just want your love.
You do not need to love me such,
I am not above.
I do not use you as a crutch,
I do not require your love.
Yet I love you so,
Do you love me too?