Out Of All Poem by jess jayne

Out of all the photos,
I took that night,
I keep looking at,
Only one.

That's the photo,
Of you and me.

Out of all the things,
I did that night,
Only one thing,
Stays in my mind.

That's me and you,
Slow dancing.

Out of all the things,
I found that night,
I only found one,
Odd thing.

That's that of all the years,
I have known you,
I still like you.

This sounds mad,
But i've realised,
It's you I still like,
Out of all the boys.

It's you and always has been.

Written 16th may 2010


For my frreind Luke Harris,
Luv ya m8.