First and foremost, the thing I am the most scared to say. I've always been hesitant to say this for fear that I'd be wrong but the fact is every day I get more and more sure of this. The more I live and breathe and smile the more I realize I love you. You have no idea how much courage it took me to write those three words down even though you may never see this. Truth is, when I met you I started developing a crush on you, but that just snowballed and every day I started falling more for you. I don't know what it was. It wasn't simply your outward beauty, though I admit you are a very handsome, very beautiful person. It might have been the way your voice sounds singing behind me in chapel in the mornings. It might be the little laugh you do when you're embarrassed or that gorgeous smile you always have on your face. Oh, my goodness, that smile gets me every time I swear. It might be your sweet, quiet, yet happy personality. Somehow you swept me off my feet when I had convinced myself that I wouldn't let anyone carry me away. But now it's 6 months from when I started having a crush on you and I am sitting here fairly certain that I am in love with you. And all my friends tell me that you like me too and sometimes I see it in your eyes, in that smile you get around me. Sometimes I hear it in your voice when you talk to me. But sometimes I can't find it anywhere. I can't tell anymore. My friends all thought they knew you would say yes when I asked you to snowball but you said you wanted to go with friends this time and that's cool. I get that but that night I cried for a good half hour. That's okay, I'm not upset now, but I just want to know what I am to you. What am I? Everyone's telling me that the two of us will date someday, not to give up but I'm lost. I'm in love with you and I can't really turn back now, but I feel as if im wasting my time. Soon I'll talk to you (maybe) and find out where we stand but for now I guess I'm stuck here daydreaming. If there's anything you take from this, and yes I know you're not reading this, it's that im crazy for you.

Is that so wrong?

snowflakes are all unique.
we all know that, don't we?
and we find it charming.

humans are all unique.
we all know that, don't we?
but i guess that's not the same thing...

trying to explain you, how you make me feel.
it's like trying to describe the entire universe in detail.
you have legitimate galaxies in those eyes.
i spent weeks trying to figure out what color they are.
i'm still not sure.
all i know is how they sparkle with the brilliance of the sun,
when you smile, when you do the things you love to do.
you smile far too often for an adolescent male,
not that i'm complaining.
what a wonderful mystery;
you sing clear and loud when others bite their tongue,
and even find joy in it.
it's kind of hard not to fall for you.
love at first sight was never real,
but it only took four months.
i swear i will try again and again,
to describe how you make me feel.
not because i can (because i know i cannot)
but because i must.
you, you're a breath of fresh air, did you know that?
but i can't hold my breath forever.
i must let you out, every word, every detail.
every letter.
what is it with you and music?
every song makes me think of you,
and yet when i'm with you, all i hear is music.
am i going mad?
if i am, i blame it on you.
your sweatshirts which make you instantly more attractive,
your little obsessions,
the things that make you smile
(oh goodness how can i not love something that makes you smile)
well, ***** it.
i could go on and on,
but no one wants to hear this piece of garbage i call poetry.
please don't ever read this.

World is up,
  I am down.
I am in,
Dirt surrounds.
I am
       falling,
             falling
                  down.
I am in,
The dirt surrounds.
Is it too late now,
Am I too far away?
Am I falling in love,
     Or
         into
              my
                  grave?