• In my heart, I wish that he could be mine.
    It does not matter how long it will take.
    I look at him and think “Truly Sublime.”
    I wish for him and I to start to date.
    The day I first met him my mind had said,
    That he and I were meant to be, it’s true.
    I think of him before I go to bed,
    And also dreaming of him all night through.
    I feel, sometimes, as if I want to scream.
    All of the times that he would come around
    On the outside, I’m calm, or so it seems
    It’s hard to keep my feet still on the ground.
    I wish that he were single once again.
    So we can be more than really good friends.