Rob Poem by Victoria Black
Rob
I know he loves me,
But he never sees me,
Will he wait till summer,
Or will he give up this fight,
Maybe we aren’t meant to be,
But for me, he’s the right one,
He’s the tall, skinny guy, who always asks your permission,
He’s the guy, who will love you all night,
He’s the guy, who will make promises to fight,
Is he too weak?
Or is he the right one for me?
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4/17/2024 4:46:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
why do you thing he will give up the fifght? are you apart from each other?