Okay so...I love you.
Okay so I woke up this morning and felt the mist.
Only the thought of you brought the sun.
the luscious feeling of your lips,
make me feel like I have won.
Not a race,
not a match.
But just won.
Okay so on Monday I went to school
hoping to see you there
all calm and cool.
But you weren't any where.
Not here,
not there.
Not any where.
Okay so on Saturday I stayed at home,
hoping you would knock on the door.
But wen I heard no sound or a phone,
my face went from happy to poor.
Not sad to glad,
or mad to sour.
But u left me poor.
Okay so the only way I can think,
without you there,
is if I'm on the brink
of bringing you near.
Not here,
not there.
But right here.
Okay so...
I love you.
Not him,
not her,
but just you.
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