Can't speak who I love,
Is it okay to?
I say, "Just someone",
They say, "I get that, but who?"
I can't tell a word,
Embarrassed to say,
But I know I'm assured,
Through self-torture I'll pay.
He's not alive,
He's not dead,
He's just show,
Across from my bed,
He's there, on tv!
I know, I can see,
But not a real being,
Just pixels on a screen.
I love him, every bit,
Cute, funny, and fit,
I want to meet him,
I get up, but then sit.
I know I can't date him,
I feel like a loon,
I feel crazy, insane,
I love a cartoon.
