Hey, do you remember me?
I’m that girl who would smile at you.
Call you on the phone every minute of your life.
The one who wants to be your wife.
Think I’m strange?
Yea, maybe I am a little deranged.
But it’s not my fault
You’re the one who added salt…
Into my life.
But dude, I feel like your cutting me with a knife.
You are nice, cute, smart, athletic, and everything else.
So why does my heart feel like it got stabbed?
It’s because we can only be friends
do you remember me?
I’m that girl who makes you go wild.
Cuz’ I know I will.
Do you remember me now?
Yeah, I know you do.
Hey guys, this is a poem about a friend of mine who I use to like when I was little. I don't know why, but for some reason I felt like writing about him. Anyways, I want to hear your thoughts bout this.