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. _**