• Every night I look at a picture that you took because
    There’s something deep about your eyes that I can’t seem to realize
    That every time you speak, my knees become weak and
    I tremble and crumble and my fingers begin to fumble.
    I messaged you once and I heard your voice twice,
    I hope the third time will be three times as nice.
    I wrote you this poem because it feels so right,
    You don’t even realize how much I want to hug you good night.
    Yet it’s probably weird for you to get something like this,
    I want you to know that you’re all that I miss.
    I’m not trying to be crazy,
    I’m not trying to be stupid,
    Most likely I’m going to blame these feelings on Cupid.
    Honestly, Seriously, Really, For sure,
    I don’t know what I’m feeling and I hope there’s a cure.
    Laugh if you must, smile if you will,
    I’m using my greatest skills to unveil.