Your poem made me so happy
I want you to feel that too
I'm not gonna make this sappy
instead, it's all about you.

You have such pretty hair
I like it when it's down
Your skin a shade so fair
you're even pretty when you frown

Hazel, the color of your eyes
they shine very bright
confused in the stary skies
even seen at night

You make me laugh a lot
And smile a lot too
A *****, you are not
Just perfectly you

I like how you are a bit crazy
And don't give a ****
You're very far from lazy
A personality thats BAM

You said I don't talk much
But really I'm not shy
Still too nervous to touch
I swear, I'm not shy

Its getting kind of late
And I'm getting pretty Tired
I can't wait for our date
So pumped, getting fired

So this is the end
Well for tonight
Now it'll send
Hope it makes ya feels alright.

<3 abby