2007.

FOUND in my box of notes.. . memories.....

ohh what a boy he was, given to me october of 2007.
the good old complicated days. weird how love works huh?
and so he wrote me a poem .. .

love is a feeling that i can't explain,
makes me do things that might seem insane,
so many feelings just rushing through,
cherishing every moment that i spend with you,
when i notice you walking by
i get scared and feel very shy
every time i see you i look the other way,
feeling all queasy inside, not knowing what to say,
i think of what to say for a while ,
but all i come up with is just to smile,
since the first time we met,
your cute face i could not forget,
when im around you i can’t keep my cool ,
i just panic and act like a fool,
not knowing how to express what i feel ,
can this be love for real,
i wish i can be more than a friend,
i'll be with you till the very end,
i hope you see that this is true,
that i have fallen in love with you.

cute right. how'd i let this one get away? that's why i say, funny how love works. you can't help who you like, and who you dont. you cant force yourself to like someone if you just don't.  yeah, funny how love works.  

yours truly,
jamie