This is to you From me The truth from my eyes We had history class I was looking at you from a distance My mind was the epitome of “Viewer Discretion is Advised” But, yeah, I’m sure I know now I wasn’t the first Or second, nor third To hear this So let me be straightforward: From the point that I saw your kissable lips To your swaying protruding hips From the point that I managed to look in your eyes To those curvaceous curves that enticed I realized “I liked her.” Only a few problems though: About 10-15 others Were vying for her attention Toe to toe All in the same class All of them wanted to tap that All of them groping While I just watched Wishing I was there
This is to Tami Yeah, you The truth We later became friends I was the smart one You wanted to get answers from me You laughed at my corny jokes Little did you know, I wanted some from you, you see You saw that I wasn’t what I looked like You got me out of my shell I didn’t even know how I felt Was I crushing? Maybe Was I lusting? Most likely Ah, who am I kidding? I was trying to act cool While your body made me drool Needless to say, I wanted to **** The chances of that? None, I just shrugged Until my ears one day heard “You wanna see my *******?" I was conflicted I know what I was instructed But I had a golden opportunity She had her hand over her bare breast Said to me “It was a test” If I hadn't professed Now, it’s obvious
This is to you This is the truth You were cool Although I didn’t get what I wanted In a way we became kindred You waved at me When you were in geometry class I was in the hall I smiled Little did I know we would go on different paths Little by little I would stop seeing you Later, I would figure out Two plus two Equals a tiny new debut
This was to you Yeah, you This was the truth I still think about you I still think about your voice I hope you remember me Cause I **** sure remember you
This is a poem to a girl that I gravitated to for some reason.