Sitting here on this summer day
trying to remember all the words you say
i hate the thought of
you not feeling the same
what am i talking about
every time i write
all my poems
i resit
but whats it matter
what i write
no matter how many poems
i write about your eyes and lips
i still don't know
if your heart skips
i believe you do love because you say
but what if you don't
what is it that everyone sees
that makes them say you don't
i hope I'm not just blind again
so please everyday show me
it your true
please let me see
because it is my heart
i give to thee!
