This Girl - October 2002 Poem by Marlon Harvie

There’s this girl I really like,
She knows not how I feel.
By the way I feel near her,
I know for sure it’s real.

My heart is in a shattered state,
From a painful love once shared.
But now I know deep in my heart,
That girl, she never cared.

As I begin to pick up the pieces,
To my broken life and heart.
I look towards a future with you,
And see us not apart.

The way she looks, the way she smiles,
Makes me feel complete.
But the love she has for someone else,
I know I can’t compete.

She loves this guy with all her heart,
Yet her needs are never met,
Why can’t she feel that way towards me?
To make love as good as it can get.

When she comes to me to talk,
And tell me of their fights,
I know deep down within my heart,
That I could make it right.

To take her a way from all her problems,
And make her life seem sweet.
If only I could have that chance,
For our two souls to meet.

I feel for her the things indeed,
That dreams are truly made of,
And when I close my eyes to sleep.
It’s her I start to think of.

Why do I feel the way I do,
In every possible way?
It’s because of the way she thinks,
And smiles, and everything she says.

When I look deep in her eyes,
I feel that she likes me,
But do I see what’s really there?
Or am I just wishing.

She thinks she knows what true love is,
And how good it can be,
But there’s no way that she really could,
Because she’s not with me.