~ Just something I wrote out of a
sheer schoolgirl crush,hope you like it. ~
I don't know why,why I think about you.
I get this feeling of sickness in my stomach,not butterflies,no,more like bees.
It really hurts you know,but what is it?
Do I like you?
Do I love you?
Do I hate you?
You're not even a good person to start with,you're rude,stupid,bad and still..
I feel this way.
I always had a soft spot for morons like you,why am I like this?
I don't know.
I really,really hate these feelings and still..here I am,writing poems about you.
Shit.
I just wish you would get out of