A poem about---a one of my classes.

I love the way you make me smile.

I hate that you don't feel what I feel when you look at me.

I feel like the honey, flowing though a meadow, dancing in the breeze, surrounded by chocolate trees-your eyes make me lose my mind.

I love the way your smile melts my heart.

I hate it when you leave-it tears me apart.

I love that I forget everything around me when I'm with you.

I hate that you drop me so fast, I have no time to react.

I love everything about you.

I hate that you don't see me loving you.

The End

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