I stare and stare His smile, his face, his lovely hair, He makes me upset But giddy too, But between my emotions I cannot choose, Do I wanna confess? I don’t want our friendship to end in a mess On the other hand What if I have a chance? I’d treat him with love Even if the world doesn’t I’d be his shoulder to cry on, If his world shatters and breaks into dozens I’d be a safe space Whatever he likes I know it’s him, Not just because his name gives me butterflies I sound cheesy but, I know I’m right I’ve done my homework, From his likes to dislikes I’ve memorized it all But he just lets himself get hurt Can’t he see I’ve been standing through it all? I’ve been trying from day one, Trying to get his attention, Can’t he identify my Intension? What are my intentions though? Because I know, I’ve made it my goal To make sure he’s happy, even if it’s not with me But I assure you, for him I dint need a degree, He’s my favorite subject. The one I refuse to shut up about, Ask my friends, They’re probably sick of it by now. Even if waiting for him feels like throw but I’ve taken my time, Trust me, I know.
I am Shakespeare, Shakespeare is me. Im also getting him a preasent. He loves sweaters so i found one to his aesthetic. I found earrings and necklaces/rings he would like, a jewlery box to put them in, dark chocolate because he doesnt like regular chocolate, a letter, and yeahh<3 HE SAID I DID A GOOD JOB PREFORMING BJT HES STILL CLUELESSS....[÷;#*-,<3
