These Feelings

by Sarcastic Poet   Sep 5, 2004


As i walk into the class, I look at the minutes that slowly pass. Waiting for you to come in from the door and gently sweep me off the floor. Wonderful things are running through my head. Just like a baby sleeping in their bed.I try to remember that you have a boo.She said she would be crying if she didnt have you. As hard as i try to remember I cant hold on to that fact when my feelings for you are still intact.

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