Wasted broken heart of mine,
For a long period of time, lonely and hard as pine.
Mistreated by all the wrong kinds of ‘love’.
My love ached for someone’s love like a beautiful white searching dove.
Thousand looks at your picture and my heart was set.
Remembering your hug that day that we met.
Next day we talked,
with a girl on your lap you just said ‘hi’, disappointed I walked.
I tried to get in your mind,
left my true feelings for you to find.
Waited for you to make a comment;
I still like you now, that’s what it meant.
Started talking, I liked you more.
At first I felt so naked and poor.
Now you’re my cover and pillow to keep me warm.
I loved your glasses b'cause of its shape and form.
Liked the way you put your hand up when you said hi.
First day we really talked I screamed to your car, bye!
First kiss with a joke of proof that you’re not gay.
Beating heart felt so good as I lay.
You made my heart beat stronger,
Every day we spent with each other, wished I had you for longer.
Laughing and jokes, my happiness; now it glows!
Your kindness of heart, oh, it shows!
A story of ours, this is,
Which no one knows how it’ll end; heartbreaks or a sweet kiss.
Presently, my shadows, my dream, your voice the highlight of my day.
To hug you, to hold you and kiss you, ‘I love you’, I'll say.
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