i love him,
like i hope he likes me,
compared to him your a flea, (jks)
but my chances to be with him is very slim.
love is confusing,
am i blinded by love,
my heart needs refusing,
he stole my heart like catching a dove.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
don't worry he'll make the right move and you'll win his heart in a half court shot :)