This is the first poem I've put on the site and the first poem I've written that wasn't for english class so yeah, read on! )
When I go to sleep, he's the last thought on my mind
When I wake, he is the first thought of my day
His confidence in what he does.
It's torture, not knowing what he thinks about me
Not knowing if he feels the same.
One point I feel like maybe he could feel the same
At another I feel like I know he will never feel the same.
I feel so stupid for what I feel
But the worst thing is, I can't help it
And in the end,
All I can do is wait.
Wait to see if he feels the same
And figure it out before it's too late.
So tell me what you all think, review please! -