Elbows too bent, knee too stretched, hair too long
I can't believe I'm thinking this thought
Fair complexion, hazel eyes, auburn hair
I can't believe I'm thinking of her
That clumsy girl with the pigtails?
That's always coming my way?
That girl whose serve always fails?
The one with the so bad play?
Of all the girls I can think about
Of all the girls I've met
I've finally set one in my heart
And this is love I bet
Now I know this feeling
This love that didn't even seem real
And now I'm about to be insane
For I have forgotten her name
Author's Notes: i know it's lame.. anyway i'm knew so bare with me.. besides poems are not my specialty.. even i don't read poems in so that's all please bare with me.. i know i'm an idiot, my poem totally sucks and that my grammar is so wrong.. sorry.. i'm still adopting. that's all Ryosaku forever!