My Baby

Another minute just passed, "Bell Please Ring;" I dont think I can wait any longer
Day after day, I feel that my need to see him grows stronger
Although we're not officially an item (yet); I find that hes all I talk about lately
Many of my friends are saying "He got you sprung!' just because hes all I seem to talk about lately

As I sit in class and stare at the clock, anxiously waiting for the bell to ring
Never really questioning whether this is just some (Spring) Fling
Daydreaming during every class about "our future"

Too entertained to pay attention to a dull school lecture
Even when I am attentive, I miss him so much
Sitting there writing our names together with little hearts; just wanting to feel his touch
He even has me missing him when its only been a minute since he has left me
Any day now, he will officially become MY BABY

This poem is about this dude I think I am falling in love with, he likes me because my friend asked him but I think he is the shy type (which makes me like him even more). Well I feel that sooner or later, he will approach me. If you look closely you will see our names together. :)