I live, love, and lose
TONIGHT i saw a shooting star, the little voice said, make a wish and i did.
i made the same wish i always do. I always wish for you.
i wished you loved me. i mouthed the words.
but what i really meant when i thought that thought was i wish
that the boy i have dreamt of and imagined in my arms
who has spoken only twice to me and i've caught him looking back
he who is perfect to no one but me, i know it.
teeth aren't strait, dark brown feathered hair
his big brown eyes{that don't look the exact same way}
i want all of him with his football pants tan below the knee
the way he laughs i have memorized; i stop breathing when he speaks
the raaaaaaage, he bellows, and i get a bit faint
i wish he dreamt of me as i do him; wish he thought of me the way i do him
I wish he wanted me the way i want him- i want him so, so bad.
that he got nervous when he was near to me
I always act so protective of him
another girl wore his jersey at the game and i accidently swore at her
no one popular knows i'm obbsessed with him
drawn to him and surprisingly his brothers too
I'm a stalker i'll admit it. a crazy chick who watches you
it's because i'm in love with him that i wished for him tonight
poem by D.M.L. Catseye
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