Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Poem #5


His black shirt today looked really hot.
Yes, I do like him a lot.
Not being with him really sucks.
I can't stand his cute looks.
Every time I look in his direction
There is this reflection:
Maybe someone is seeing this!
And the person will sure know what it is.
I can't love him anymore
So I'll let him to be with this whore.