I wish I could
See the smile on
Your face
Your confusion
To our scrambled
Text messages
I wish you could
See how
I fight to
Hide my smile
At every charming
Thing you do
Or at least
See the blush
You cause
And I wish
That I could see
The same on you
Your eyes are blue
Right?
Mine are too
***** blonde hair
Right?
Mine is that yellow blonde
When we met
You wore silver glasses
I didn't at the time
Now I have
A copper color glasses
We met on ice
The chilled air
Did not reach us
It's almost been a year
Since I've seen
Your face
Heard your voice
Since I've
Held your hand
In mine
I know that
You will
Never
Read this poem
But that's okay
Because we've
Never stopped
Texting