Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Poem #7


Every time you go through that door,
I know there's nothing I could fight for.
I know there's nothing I could get
And if I would you would regret.
I hate her for sitting next to you.
Yes I'm jealous, yes it's true!
Every time you're in my way,
I've no idea what to say.
I feel dumb because of this
'Cause all I want is just a kiss.
Your hairstyle is so... neat,
My heart just skips a beat.
I really like your sweet, sweet smell.
I don't know what else to tell.


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