I thought to myself, I should write a poem about you
Everything that you say and all that you do
Blue like the ocean, Green like the trees
Flowers that bloom and attract all the bees
That buzz in and out of my ears as they please
You -
have this thing about you that makes me weak at the knees
High of your sting that you always hit me with
High off your smile as if I just the fattest spliff!
But it never goes away,
I never come down
I still think about you even when you are not around
Your chestnut locks that locks me into this vision
and everything else that goes along with them
Your laugh, your eyes
Typical things to fantasize about
But! How about what you believe,
And all the words that fall from your mouth

And I love those, I do, I really really do

Especially because they fall
They leap without looking,
And yet you still stand so tall
You are so strong with all your projections
You give absolutely no ***** to those who reject them
Some people think you are absolutely nuts,
But so do I!
I wrote you this poem, and you still act like your blind
Is it really that hard?
I'm now in the spot light
I know you're here
I invited you out tonight
I have been saving this poem for this very moment
I have been crossing my fingers for you ever since I wrote it

So now we are both here,
and now everyone knows
Now my palms got all sweaty,
And I'm ready to go home
Thank you for listening
I'm at least glad you came,
And everyone else I just encircled in my shame
We'll see how this ends up,
I gave it a pretty good shot.
Maybe now he wants me too?
But honestly, probably not