I wish he could see how I'm starting to care
I wish he could tell that my heart leans towards him
With each new compliment he gives
I blush and shine just a little bit brighter
I wish he could be happy
and I wish I could be the one to show him
I wish he'd get over her
She's over him
I wish I could look into his eyes
and see a reflection of my emotions
I wish he would walk in
and place a smile upon my lips
I wish that when I wake
from dreams of him,
I won't feel ashamed
Like I've just done something wrong
I wish he would lean down
and place a small kiss
on the point of my nose
so I can quickly lift up
and press my lips to his
I wish he wasn't the cause
of this sudden desire and lust
and the anguish that follows
I wish his feelings were real
rather than a distraction
I wish he didn't do this
because it is unfair to me
I wish he could see this,
my poems of him,
And he would know
how I feel
And I wish that wouldn't make him
scared no longer
He would know he could
trust me
I wish once he read them,
a smile would slowly make
it's way across his features
Then he would look to me
And his eyes would sparkle
for once he'd be happy
to have
me
I wish
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 4:37 PM UTC
I wish he could see how I'm starting to care
I wish he could tell that my heart leans towards him
With each new compliment he gives
I blush and shine just a little bit brighter
I wish he could be happy
and I wish I could be the one to show him
I wish he'd get over her
She's over him
I wish I could look into his eyes
and see a reflection of my emotions
I wish he would walk in
and place a smile upon my lips
I wish that when I wake
from dreams of him,
I won't feel ashamed
Like I've just done something wrong
I wish he would lean down
and place a small kiss
on the point of my nose
so I can quickly lift up
and press my lips to his
I wish he wasn't the cause
of this sudden desire and lust
and the anguish that follows
I wish his feelings were real
rather than a distraction
I wish he didn't do this
because it is unfair to me
I wish he could see this,
my poems of him,
And he would know
how I feel
And I wish that wouldn't make him
scared no longer
He would know he could
trust me
I wish once he read them,
a smile would slowly make
it's way across his features
Then he would look to me
And his eyes would sparkle
for once he'd be happy
to have
me
I wish
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