Monday, September 3, 2012


One day I'll kiss you,
walk right up and plant one on you.
I'm not sure what you would do,
Whether you'd slap me or be happy.

I've been so patient, it hasn't been easy.
I'm love sick and it's making me queasy.

I scream in my head, "NOTICE ME, NOTICE ME!"
Night after night I think I can't get much sadder,
I know so much about you but it doesn't much matter.
I fear you've already decided,
my love for you is unrequited.

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