The Day I Met You
My stomach's a churning mess,
My heart's in distress
Secretly hoping for a yes
An unasked question,
No answer,
Don't know what I' m hoping for
Sneaking glances
Dreaming about a chance
To talk to you, at best
Trying to make eye contact,
But I'm not that brave
At the sign of a glance,
I look away
Since I met you,
I wanted to know you
I wanted to be friends
Then I realized,
I wanted to be your girl
My heart skips a beat when I see your smile
Or when I hear your laugh
I get butterflies when you walk into the room
All of this has been true
Ever since the day
That I met you.
This poem is about:
Me