Whenever I see her, I see the definition of love.
However, it’s not that often we are close.
We used to be, but then I dropped out,
But still wishing that I could hang with her the most.
No matter who else I fall for,
She’s impossible to completely get over.
Her cute, bulging cheeks when she smiles or laughs
Among a million other qualities demand that I have her.
The sun could never set on our relationship,
That’s if one would ever be allowed to form.
I wish I had the confidence to tell her,
But possible consequences could put me in a bad storm.
I’m caught between a rock and a hard place here.
I feel she’s either the life of me or the death of me.
Funny how love is the most troubling feeling we desire,
Especially when it’s the one feeling to truly set us free.
Her friends have little or no respect for me,
But what matters is what she thinks.
As I have had a hidden love for her for so long,
The longer I wait for hope, the more my heart sinks.
Please oh please, my most sweetest dream,
Hear my cry and open your arms to me for comfort.
Your requited love would be more angelic than Heaven itself,
And it could save my life if you threw just one little flirt.
Stephen Cahill Furlong
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-definition-of-love-7/
