My Love

Red hair,
soft cheeks.
Heavenly kisses,
I dare to dream.
For i know in my heart,
deep down he loves me.
I love him more than life itself,
but sometimes its difficult,
we just have to strive.
I call him at home,
just to say hi.
He hates talking on the phone,
he wants to say bye.
Anger rises throughout my heart,
then the cries begin to start.
I see him the next morning,
with a smile on his face.
He sucks as he plays basketball,
but not a sign of disgrace.
I try to ignore him and his sweet personality,
but I just cant resist,
he can always draw me in.