I wait for her outside every morning
Because I want to be the first to say hello
I just want to be with her anytime I can
But she doesn’t know
When she plays with her hair
I can’t breathe anymore
When she smiles at me
It makes me want her more
But I don’t deserve her
She is too good for me
And she will never love me back
Because I’m not the one she wants to see
In the afternoon when class is over
I wait for her outside her door
Just to be with her in the end
I never did this before
When she calls my name
She is all I hear
I want to hold her hand
But loving her is what I fear
Because I don’t deserve her
She is too good for me
And she will never love me back
Because I’m not the one she wants to see
No it’s not me, but she is still in my head
I only think of her
Wishing every time to be hers
But I don’t want this to be like any other
Seeing her everyday
Makes it harder not to fall
Fall deeper in love with her
But she is not for me at all
Because I don’t deserve her
She is too good for me
And she will never love me back
Because I’m not the one she wants to see.................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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