Idk what you would call this a poem or short story just comment and tell me what you think
As I go home lay down in my bed and think of you
I wonder if you could possible be
thinkin of me.
I know you dont seem to like me aroud your
friend because you make fun of me throw
me down on the ground and you and
you possy sit and laugh.
I know you cant be as bad of a person as
everone says you are
there is good in all of us dont
matter who you are.
But sometimes i wonder why i even
bother with you because that all you
you try to find ways to make
people hate me and why i dont know
never did any thing to hurt you like
you have me.
My friends tell me to leave you alone and
to stop likein you but i just
cant help myself.
I think we are ment for each other
and i think one day we will be together.
but if you choose not to date me then
I know someday i will get over you and
you will soon regreat bein mean to me
and inturn wish you had given me
a chance.
But until then i pray
every day for you to be mine