Poem 1
i just want to say,
that i think about you everyday
but please don't think i am obsessed,
just because of this thing i confessed.

i just really like you,
but you see, i don't know what to do
cuz, all i wanna actually do is interact,
but to me, it seems like you don't wanna talk, in fact.

i would love nothing more
to be with you for
just a little bit
talking about useless sh*t.

Please, i am not obsessed, or a pervert,
please don't think i am or i will be hurt
I don't want anyone to think something so untrue,
especially you.

sometimes you make me sad,
I'm thinking 'did i do something? ', 'is she mad? '
i just don't understand why you don't reply
every time i try
and text you.
its like what did i do?

god and now i sound like a pussey for saying all of this
damn. no bigger pussey exists.