It's your birthday today
So I thought I'd write something
Here goes,

I wish I could say that I love you

Why can't you see what you do to me?
When I see you, my heart races
I have been told that you like me
But not the same way that I do

I want to say I love you, but I'm scared
What if it breaks our friendship?
I can't stand to lose you

What's on my mind?
Can you hear my heart?
I can feel it burn me on the inside
My heart, I sacrifice
Wild and running for one person,
You; will I ever have you

I'm sure nobody cares
Whenever I post one of my 'poems'
But I post them anyway
Life of a poet I guess

The previous sonnets that I wrote
Were about this girl,
This wonderful, life-changing person
That has impacted my life a certain way

Well, I've been pursuing her for awhile now,
Wrote 'poems' about her
Even sent some to her, for her
She reads them, every time

Few months go by,
We sit together at the table, facing each other
She looks up at me and I know she's going to ask me something
It's that look that I know so well

She says, "Are the poems you wrote about me ?"
I falter, I cave in, I hesitate telling her
After what feels like forever, I finally look to her and say
"Yes, the poems are about you"

let's make a bunch of new memories
together
me and you
a bunch of **** to remember by
we will laugh about it as years go by
we can make sad ones, happy ones
it doesn't matter
as long as we're together in that memory

or if we don't work out
we will have those memories
we can visit them in our head
and laugh about it
for we were happy
and we will be happy

As you lay your head
On my shoulders
Feeling your windblown hair
Caressing my cheek,

I can't help but stare at you
How beautiful you look
The moonlight glinting on your cheek
The scent of you hair, wafting the cold air

I can't fathom it
How can someone so
Beautiful and benevolent,
Come to like such a

Broken and misplaced
Person like me

as the sun creeps
over the horizon
a new day begins

i awake from my slumber
as my hands skate across my bed
i remember
you're not with me

i don't feel your warmth
against my back

i don't see your countenance
in the bright morning light

i don't feel your touch,
those soft supple hands

I thought it'd be easy
To love somebody else
Other than you
But I keep wanting you

I still think about the time
When you were held close to me
Our bodies pressed
The cold dissipating
With your warm touch

She's not you
She doesn't make me feel
The way you do
Her touch doesn't send sparks
The way yours do

Even though I may look happy,
Or smiling, or laughing,
My mind is thinking of you
My heart is missing you
My body is aching for your touch
She's someone I care about,
But she's not you

summer eyes
summer eyes
oh so beautiful
summer eyes

i saw you sitting there
and i can't deny
the fact that you give me
butterflies

the sweet scent of your hair
travelling in the summer air
holding an open book
with no care to spare

you looked my way
like a predator eyeing it's prey
and then you turned away
and everything turned gray

summer eyes
summer eyes
oh so beautiful
summer eyes

tell me
tell me everything that's happening
in that beautiful mind of yours
what do you feel when you look at me

do you get nervous around me
does your stomach fill with butterflies
do you think of me as much as I do
does your heart palpitate faster
whenever our hands meet
craving for our fingers to intertwine

because I do
I feel it all