Full Heart Poem by Kaitey Cat

So this is what it feels like,
when the waiting is done,
when the questioning is done
when the 'OMG he hates me but....' is done.

When you look back on it,
the first steps
and think
' I was THAT pathetic? ? '
So that is what it feels like.

When you know he won't be there tomorrow,
but you check your email 24,345,553 times
and Monday seems to hard to deal
But you go because one more day and you are close to him again.

So the warmth of the seat next to him,
and the shared seat when your friend takes yours
and the glow of his praise
and the sweetness of his smile
so this is as good as it gets....

NO! !
The growing blush when he tells you that he watched you in class,
and that is why #4 in math was 'huh? '
Or that when you were complaining about halloween with your sis,
he invited you
wasn't just as friends
it was his attempt at telling you

Your hidden smirk,
that you weren't the only
worrying, pacing, jumpingand screaming girl
when he sent you the email w/ who he liked,
No, it was him too.

He had to deal w/ what you sent back,
how much you liked the shell necklace
or how you moved your seat closer
' 'cuz CJ is being too weird'
Or how you stared when he helped you up,
with his hand

But most of all
how she told your skin was pale like Edward's(the vampire)
and how is looked like soft marble

So hard, right?

So this is th feeling,
of young love
everylasting youth
devastating adorance
it can't get any better,
right?