Comments about Jared Gobey
I write poems and stories and short ones too,
The dove in my latest was meant to be you.
I do it mostly to watch the minutes pass,
To tell a girl I love her behind the glass.
She doesn't care. She's never seen me.
Oh but babe, why can't you just see?
That you are the angel in my heaven,
You are the six as you are to my seven.