The emotion in my heart,
is the affection that I feel for you,
so deep inside of me,
I just don't know what I should do.
I gaze at you day after day,
never once picking up the confidence
to talk to you,
to tell you how I really feel,
or to remind you,
like every other guy,
how beautiful you are.
Those blue eyes.
I swear they get clearer,
every time I look into them,
though from a distance.
Pretty soon,
they will be colored so pure,
that they will turn into silver crystals,
blinding the path I am following,
trying to get to you.
They really do remind me
of a hot summer's day at the beach.
Then, there's that long hair of yours.
It blows through the wind
behind your very back,
at all times,
like you were made with a portable fan,
every last strand
of your smooth brown hair.
Your body, so healthy.
You don't even have to try.
It's amazing.
Intelligence is what you have,
lots of it!
No wonder we all want you,
yet your single,
why?
It must get old,
hearing the same words.
We all gawk at you.
You aren't like the other girls,
who expect it.
You don't and that's what really matters.
I must be different,
in every way, shape, and form.
How, though?
You barely notice me,
to busy listening
to that of other handsome men.
But it will never happen,
unless I make the first move.
Love is a dangerous thing,
I never said it wasn't.
It is such a beautiful feeling,
that makes anyone do crazy things
to get what they want,
even deserve.
I mustn't do that.
You would never want me,
not after some crazy shananagans.
Then again,
you are very different,
would you understand?
No, stop,
what am I thinking.
If I'm gonna do this,
It has to be right.
I must be different,
shine in the lime light.
If I don't,
you will be single,
for the rest of your life possibly,
I don't want that to happen.
I can't say the same things,
or you will just shove me away
like every other guy that
plucked up the courage to
say the same things
that I am thinking of as I speak
and you listen.
Now that I have you,
I finally have you,
please conscider this poem.
I want to be different,
but I want you to feel the same way
that everyone else,
has said about you
because it's true.
I just hope I proved
to be different enough
because If not,
my life is over.
All this craziness,
I finally spilled out.
Everything is changing
and will continue to throughout my life.
I want to make the best of it,
with the right person
and that person
is you,
that's why I want to say I do.
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