Another poem from me to you!
He doesn't understand, and never will
so I keep quiet, silent and still
Hope he doesn't hear my heart beat,
But one day, it will defeat.
And I'll tell him in a moment, so rushed.
But will he understand, or stay hushed?
Does his heart beat with my intensity?
Or does it hide with his obvious density?
I'll never know weither we're friends or more,
Maybe I'll cry until my eyes are sore.
Or maybe, just maybe he feels the same,
and he'll tell me with no shame.
So I keep acting tough and mean.
Hoping and wishing he'll notice the lean.
That the teasing is playful, a small mask I wear.
And that if he's mad, he'll make my heart tear.
And here I am, after who knows how long
I write poems, and sing a song.
Of the love challenged boy I've fallen for
And the one I've wished that we were more.
Voila! There's another one! Enjoy my lovies!