I lay here thinking of you,
wondering what to do with these feelings,
i keep fearing that these feelings might be untrue,
what is it about you that makes me do these things,
I cant help but think of those kind blue eyes,
every time i look into them i freeze on the outside but melt from the inside,
every time i see your face it makes me want to cry,
i feel so sad every time i see you just walk by,
when you are near me my heart skips a beat,
and when you talk to me i feel all my the blood rush to my head,
so here i am writting this poem for you wondering if this you will keep,
and as i am about to go to sleep i picture you laying here next to me in my bed.