Jul 07, 2005 17:29
You are a really nice guy,
Cute, too, as a matter of fact.
I sit and think to myself,
I wish we were together.
I see you walk by everyday.
Oh! How I wish I could say,
"There goes my boyfriend,
He is the best."
I talk to you on the phone
And I realize how much,
I want you.
Talking to you is like,
Talking to your best friend.
I feel like I can tell you anything.
Only, I'm not sure
How you feel about me.
So, I don't.
I wish I knew, you weren't
Just playing with my emotions.
How am I suppose to know
If you really like me?
How am I suppose to feel
If you are just playing games?
As I sit her in my room,
Looking towards your house,
I write you this poem.
Hoping you will tell me
That you feel the same.
I sit here waiting for your call.
I long to hear your sexy voice.
I want to be with you.
I want you to hold me in your arms.
But, I fear that this
Will only end in pain.
I want you to like me
But, if you don't,
Please don't lead me on.
I want you and
I wish you wanted me, too.
It hurts to think that
All this is just a fantasy.
It hurts to think this
Won't come true.
So, I'll just sit here...
And wait for you.
U know who this is to-Being with u is like taking a walk in heaven,Im feel so safe walking with an angel to protect me from harms way.So plz take a long walk with me and hold my hand.