Are You Here? Poem by Justine Damalerio

I think about you
when I sit in my room,
I wish I was with you
I wish you felt this way too.
If only you knew
what I would do
to be with you.

I sometimes feel stupid
for liking you so much
'cos I've never even met you
and I still dream of your touch.
If only you knew
what I would do
to be with you.

When I listen to your voice
or at your poster I clutch
my heart skips a beat,
I love you that much.
If only you knew
what I would do
to be with you.

If one person exists
who makes you feel like this,
is it that much to ask
to share a first and final kiss?
If only you knew
what I would do
to be with you.