Walk into class the first thing I do is look for you.
When I see you there I rush to sit next to you.
While I’m sitting there all I do is talk to you
When I’m talking to you I want you to know how I feel
about you.
My feelings for you are beyond your belief
I think you are smart and cute but you give me grief.
You act like you like her more to try and make jealous
Little do you know I feel like im going threw hell for us
I know we are not officially together
But legitly you could ask me on a date when ever
Just don’t play with my emotions cause all of them are
true And Right now I’m even taking the
time to write this poem for you.
