They tease me I like you
They whistle "You like her!"
And I respond, "No! I hate her!"

But I actually love you.

I love you so much I wonder if this is wrong.
I want to tell you I love you but I don't feel worthy.

I don't feel worthy.
A person like me.  
Loving a person like you.

I have no power, wisdom, beauty.
You probably hate me.

You know, actually, most of my poems are about you. See?
I'm now confused.


I don't feel worthy to like you.

If I told you I did, you would be surprised. And our distances would get more further away.



I can spill it all out here. No one will know!




















**I love you. And I've always wished you'd love me back. But we're not a good pair.