Here is a poem. I wanted to write for you all.
I am afraid to love someone
because I never know if he loves me.
I am afraid to call, message him, contact,
what in the world is so frightening.
I pound my face with makeup
and flash over a million pics.
I criticize each on thinking,
'If I post this, will he like it?'
I never know what to say,
that will make any sense.
He calls me weird, messy and crazy.
Yet, I never take offense.
He is so dreamy...and I am such a fool
I wear two different socks and crazy clothes.
Not only do I think you're so cool,
but I fall apart at the word of your hellos.
You make me laugh...
and inside I feel so complete.
This online love has paved a path,
to your bedroom door, which outside, I sleep.
Have I gone overboard? Yes.
You're the only one who steals my heart.
Am I insane? Yes!
I think I am Shakespeare or Mozart.
I don't know how to talk to you,
but I did before.
Every moment I message you,
I fall to the floor.
Laughing, giggling, like it's the first time we met.
I am so shy, coy and bashful inside but the actual
is that we never saw each other face to face, not now or yet.
This online love is fictional and not factual.
Love this one. I think you read this one to me on Skype recently...
ReplyDeleteVery stupendous.