Disclaimer: Before anyone gets the funny idea that I’ve crossed over to the hopeless romantic, can’t eat, can’t sleep, truly, madly, deeply inlove side, let me crush those hopes with the sad truth that I am still the rational, calculating, priorities first kinda girl who does a little flirting on the side. We all need a little flirting right?. *winks* This poem was from when I was 12. I have no idea who I wrote it for or why because as I remember I discovered the word crush in high school.
I found it extremely amusing though so here goes.
By Her Side (the 12 year old me)
Falling for you makes me wonder,
how everyday your smile makes me fonder,
how I can think of a thousand words to say
but around you I seem to fade away.
I know you like her, I can see.
Don’t worry I’m not asking for sympathy.
I just don’t understand why it still hurts me
knowing that she makes you so happy.
I just hope and pray she’ll love you
the way I’ve always wanted to.
But if she ever makes you cry,
I’ll be by your side to wipe you tears dry.