Im here wishing I was there
I wear your letter on my skin
to remind me of you
I watch the N on my wrist
move as I write your name
thinking of you when I should be working
day dreaming of us holding hands by the lake
kissing your neck as we talk
Im here wishing you were too
so I could show you how I feel
afraid to use strong words for now
slaying a dragon in your name
makes you smile
Im under your spell
this is good :) keep it up and who cares if your bi there is nothing wrong with that have freinds that are and its not a promblem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
aw. That is really cute. And like the other girl says. Who cares if your bi? My best friend is and I could really care less. As long as she doesn't hit on me, we are all good. XD. But keep it coming, Chris. I love your writing and everything. XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD