The Messages' Girl Poem by Mariam El-Kersh

I saw him first at school,
I thought he was so cool.

I never got the courage to talk to him,
Whenever I want to talk, I use my pen.

I was sending him messages without a name,
My cheeks are burning, My heart is in flame.

Until this one day he came to talk to me,
I went so weak at the knee.

He smiled and said 'this messages are from you,
The one who wrote this messages, I wanted to know who, and now I finally know you do'

I smiled and said 'I love you'
With an adorable smile he replied 'I love you too'.