I wouldn't say this poem is about "love" since each of us have a different
definition of love or are to young to experience it. But I wrote this poem
because of a situation at school.


In the year before,
It seemed you wouldn’t give me a second glance.

But now it seems to be another story,
In just another year.

At first I though it was crazy,
But everyone I asked seemed to think everything was okay.

When I catch your glance,
You quickly turn away.

One night I get a call,
Picking up the phone, nothings at the other end.

When I pass you in the halls,
I seem to feel you eyes stare at me.

When I think of myself,
A quiet, unpopular person comes to mind.

But maybe to you,
It’s a different story.

I wish I could read your mind,
So I knew what you thought of me.

I hope that you think I’m beautiful,
And I hope you think that I’m wonderful.

It’s nice to see you looking at me,
With a sparkle in your blue eyes.

But please answer my simple question,
“Why look at me?”
 
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