krystal howard Poems

Every time I see or think about him, my heart hurts because he has NO IDEA that he takes my breath away.
When I look into his gorgeous hazelish/greenish eyes of his I:
melt, cry, smile, blush, & scream all inside at one time.
I open my mouth just to make small talk so I can keep his presence.
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I hate the feeling when i see you.
i hate the fact that i can not occupy my thoughts with anything besides you.
I hate you so much that i cant wait to talk to you
I hate that im too incompetent to tell you.
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