A/N: Hey guys! This is my first Phineas and Ferb Fanfic! I plan to do plenty more but this is not a story! Please review! And I hope you like this little poem I made for Phineas & Isabella!

I just got home from what had seemed like the best day of my life! It was

another fun filled day at the Flynn- Fletcher residents. But one of the main

reasons I went over there is because of Phineas Flynn. Ah yes,

The very one I loved. I was now in the bedroom silently thinking to myself. I

sighed. And I thought back. Will Phineas ever love me?

All of those times in my life for the past 5 years I've been trying to drop hints

to Phineas telling him I've loved him with all my heart.

But he's remained oblivious. I kept thinking that one day… just ONE day he

Might actually notice my feelings for him! Just thinking about him

Sent butterflies in my stomach. I sighed looking out the window. It had just

Finished raining outside causing condensation to form on my window.

I forced myself a rather, weak smile and drew a heart with writing the words

On this inside, "Phineas + Isabella" I then felt a tear fun down

My cheek. His voice rang out in my head. I suddenly heard his angelic voice

Speaking directly to me. "Don't give up Isabella! Just keep Moving

Forward!" In my head I saw him smile at me. He then put his hand out for me

To grasp. I knew I was just hallucinating but who says a girl can't have

Dreams? I smiled at him looking into his deep blue eyes and I took his hand

Grasping it tightly. I didn't want to let this moment go.

Interrupting my thoughts there was a knock on the door. "Come In!" My voice

Sounded raspy. I cleared my throat several times hoping my Mom wouldn't

Notice. "Aw, Chica are you OK?" she sounded concerned. Luckily, I was a

Good actor. "Yes Mama everything's fine! I promise you!"

"Ok chica just remember that I'm always here for you if you need me!

I shook my head rapidly. "Ok mama." I smiled at her.

My stomach suddenly let out a low rumbling sound. Hearing the noise both

My mom and I started to laugh. My Mom then suggested something

Rather clever, "Why don't we get some food." "Ok Mama. I gave her a smile

And we both walked downstairs together. I thought silently in my head

"I'm only ten years old. I still have plenty of time." I smiled as I sat down at

The kitchen table, awaiting for the next day to come.

A/N: Well what did ya think? It was just improv at the top of my head! This is my first story! Please Review! You know… the button on the bottom of the screen… - _- this one. Again thanks for reading! It means a lot to me! Much love! - Katherine! J