He..

You can’t replace the things you’ve said,
You’ve said it now it’s out your head,
He won’t run through your mind no more,
The expression on his face you wish you’d saw

He doesn’t know how you feel,
He still things you’ve got bones of steel
He doesn’t know the real you,
You don’t know if he loves you too...

He didn’t hear you, which you’re glad
The fact he might, makes you sad,
You wish you could tell him but know you can’t,
You seem to promise yourself you shant.

You dream about him all the time,
He’s the reason your reading this rhyme,
Yet you know he wont know how you feel,
Your heart of which you wish he’d steal.

by Tashaox
posted on 04/18/2007