Zandi Wardle

(South Africa)

How do I let him know?


I see him every day, and every time feels like the very first
How do I let him know how I feel?
His presence is so refreshing, it makes my mood better.
He smiles at me at times, but how will I know if he is not just being polite.
A moment with him feels like a fun run to pure happiness,
He makes me nervous!
He brings out a side of me that no one has seen,
A brand new spirited lady that I don’t even know
The best of me that makes them all wonder.
But the thing is, how do I let him know how I feel?

Submitted: Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013

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  • Tiku . (9/27/2013 7:08:00 AM)

    wow! ! that's great feeling that is dogging you.let him know and enjoy the bliss.nice write. (Report) Reply

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