I sit there every day
In your class, in your row
But to me you act if I don't excise
You sit there talking to your friends
Unaware of what you have done
You tuck my heart
And are holding it in your hand
This burning
This longing for you so strong
But to me it is as if you don't know me
You don't know what you have done
With the beautiful eyes
And silky blond hair
The face of an angel
Why do I think like this?
You probley just never said hi
Then you turn and face me
And I look in to those heavenly eyes
You start talking to me
Then as the class ends
I leave now knowing that you do know me
But you are still unaware that you stole from me
You stole my heart
And this burning will never go away
But at lest you know I am here.
By:James Gonzales