I'm starting to like you.
Well, I think I am.
I'm so curious to know more about you.
At the same time,
I'm scared.
I look awkwardly when you look at me.
I laugh even at your lame jokes.
You pick on me
I'm not surprised
because you do so on other girls.
My eyes wander off to your place,
I try to keep them away.
I stay quiet when you're around,
but inside I want to say a lot.
When you get my attention,
I probably look mad
but that's because I don't know what to do.
It's hidden,
my feelings for you.
But obvious,
you have none for me.
I know this yet I still ponder.
But it's okay.
It's love.
I'll let it play with my heart for a while more.
Probably one of the most realest I'ved put in here. haha
This isn't really a poem though. (Most of my works aren't)
Based on true feelings. :))
Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! ❤❤