If he understood how I felt, Then maybe my little problem could be delt. But I don't know how to tell him, So, maybe by keeping it quiet, is the best thing. Someone else will hold his hand tonight, While I'll be at home, wondering in fright. Maybe he does feel the same, But if he doesn't....my life shall go on in shame. I don't care if others don't approve. They all want me with the other guy. But it's my life, and I've got to move, So I guess that sort of means I've got to try. To win his heart, it's a tough thing to do. But I've got that feeling that we will soon be 1 instead of 2 So, this is where it all ends, my courage is building up. I guess I'll have to ask, and then I'll know what to do.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem for my Punk Rawk Boy Blake. If he only knew that someone cared for him as much as I do.
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