I think of him every minute.

Will he talk to me today?

Finally ask the question?

Will he admit his feelings?

_I need to stop thinking! _ Sometimes the only way to really forget Everything is to go to sleep, But I can’t;

I can’t sleep.

His face and eyes poison my mind,

Causing it to race and never settle down.

Sleep is like wood and my thoughts are like a raging fire;

Sleep will not come near,

In fear.

I need to stop thinking… _Of him. _