I wonder if youve been thinking of me

Cuz ive been thinking of you

I wonder if youve told your friends we’re meant to be

Because Ive told my friends I’m falling for you

- March 14, 2018

I’ll Be Thinking About You

I’ll give you my soul

I’ll share with you my all

But I ask of one thing

That my heart will not break your fall.

My heart so tender

Yet as hard as a rock

This time I ask

That of me

Youd not mock

Hand in hand we will walk 

when we’re sitting down

We won’t even talk

Silence is most comforting

With the one

Who’s heart I am wandering in

Think of me

Cuz I think of you

Stay by me

And I’ll help you through

You won’t get rid of me

Sit down holding my hand

And you will start to see

That maybe all these things may strange

But as the strange as it could be.

- The first poem I wrote about my first love. (March 13, 2018)

Dark Boy

A poem I wrote about a former crush. This was very first poem I’d ever written about somebody:

You have long hair

And you’re 6′2″

And I think it’s true

I kinda like you 

Also, you give me butterflies.

But with you 

It may be true that 

Opposites attract

I hardly know you

But when its just us two

I’d like to think you like me too

Also

I dont really have the time 

For this spoken word to rhyme...

It’s been four months since you walked in through those church doors and into my life,

Ive prayed for you

Youve prayed with me

Youve held my hand during prayer

And youve reassured me when you thought i was afraid

Twice

Twice Youd done that

People talk

“Who’s the dark dude with the nice girl?”

You sit with me during church

And just like that

From weird strangers

To awkward friends

Youve told me your life story

And you asked me

What my walk with Christ is like

Which could be the most romantic question a dude has ever asked.

I got a different vibe about you

You wear green flannels

And knee length shorts

With that blue tank top

And a Dodger hat

It made you seem unapproachable at first

But that didnt stop me from approaching you.

You caught my attention that New Years Eve night

I ended 2016 with my first interaction with you

And I never thought I’d end 2017 with you still in my thoughts.

- Oct 16, 2017

As Strange As it Could Be

When my first love asked to go to his prom, he wrote me a poem on a rolled up poster that he hilariously threw at my face, just as I had done to him previously. We went to prom and came out having too great of a time. 

Anyways, about a month a half later I wrote a poem for my English class on whatever I wanted, and I ended writing a response to his poem:

I’m in church and I can’t really focus

The cause be I’m thinking too much of you.

I hope maybe you’re thinking of me too.

Damn you, David! That March night that woke us.

My feelings for you, leave me in a fuss.

Remembering your favorite color’s blue (even though its black but this is for poem sake)

Keeps me distracted at church in this pew.

I am asking you, “do you think of us?”

You send to me flowers and write to me songs.

It is the little things that I can see

Your feelings for me too are just as strong.

From these feelings I hope I can be free,

But though for you my heart and my soul longs,

It really is as strange as it could be.

Happy Holidays Love

The holidays are coming And I still think you through them. I really thought’s you be my first kiss under the mistletoe toe. I really thought you’d be my first New Year’s Kiss into 2019. I thought you would be my first Valentine. People talk, “cuffing season” But that’s not what I care about. A part of me is okay with being alone. Cuz, I’m never really alone. But another part of me really misses you. A lot.

To My First Love

In My Feelings The past few months have been rough, Not seeing Not talking To the person I love Really man, it’s been pretty tough. This poem is how I can put all of my words, My feelings, my passions, All Into one Hopefully, it’s not too old fashion. I wrote you a poem once. I think I asked you out? Then you wrote me a poem, To which I responded with a pout... Though a bitter response was given, I decided on yes. You asked me this time. What happened next I would’ve never guessed ... What an amazing night we had. Take me back Walking hand in hand, Losing my father’s jacket Spilling your drink at Denny’s You took the blame for it... That was nice. This led to 5 months of fun. So much fun. I never thought I’d get to know a person As fast or as much as I did in those five months Month two led to our first kiss. I was so shy, but not nervous A bit embarrassed even, But no, not nervous. It wasn’t that hard either. That same month, you let me take you to prom. Thanks for coming with me. And thanks for missing out on your grad night, I knew about that... I really did have a lot of fun with you. Even though you wouldn’t dance with me. Haha ... I know this poem is out of whack, Some lines that rhyme Some lines that don’t. Sit back, get comfy, eat a snack. Im not done yet. Month 4 was your birthday month, You hadn’t seen me since my graduation. I think we both were a little too excited when we reunited once again. If you catch my drift. It was your birthday, And I was the one treated like a princess. It was your birthday, And I was swept off my feet. It was like a movie from the hallmark channel. Think about it. Your 18th birthday, I was being held by someone I admired. Sunset. Beach. How much mushier could it be? That was a good month. Month 5, you began to say the “L” word. You’d mentioned it a few times prior, But not like this. “I love you, but you’re draining.” Close enough. Not words I expected to hear. Nonetheless, you told me you loved me. And it was followed with, “Well, you’re gonna be in my life for a while, right?” I thought so, And I still hope so. End of month 5, beginning of month 6, School had started. We began to live in total opposite directions. No car. No money. No time. New friends, New worries. I began to panic. How could we last? would you hurt me before “we” even had a chance? David, I felt ignored. I felt unloved, Under appreciated. Left out of the loop. I stopped getting calls. Voicemails, Texts. Maybe I had the right to assume or feel the way that i did. But This is just how I feel, Feelings are subjective. It doesn’t mean the story is right. So correct me if I’m wrong. You ignored me. I felt you were annoyed of me. I felt we wouldn’t last. You’d meet someone so much better than me. Someone not shy. Someone more talented. Smaller. Funnier. Someone beautiful. Someone perfect for you, who isn’t me. Maybe you’d treat them right. Cuz I didn’t feel treated right. Again, this is how I feel. “Communication is key,” Everyone says. I didn’t understand how right they were Until we lacked it. Despite this, I could never speak rudely of you. I can only think highly of you. I believe in people. And I’ve always had a weird overwhelming love for you, that I know only the Lord has placed on my heart. And I’ve learned to thank God for all the years we’ve had together, Both as friends and as a couple. Im not sure of what else to say. Anyways... Within these five months, Every time I heard a love song, I thought of you. From Lemonade to every other Taylor Swift album, you were on my mind. Every time something good happened, You were the first person I wanted to call,. Every time something bad happened, I knew you’d be there for me in your own David way. Thanks for that. These are my feelings for you. Take it or leave it. I’d hope you’d take it. As you’ve already taken a piece of myself with you. I love you. I hope you love me too. I miss you. A lot. I hope you miss me too. If you don’t, That’s alright. I got a Heavenly Father who loves me way more than any guy ever could. He’ll take care of me, I promise. If you do, Well, what’s next is up to you... What do you say, pal? Thanks for all memories. I hope we’ll have more. As friends Or as lovers. Which one it is, will be up to you. You pursue, And the Lord will guide. He’ll guide me too. As He did so as I wrote what’s being read to you. Goodluck at APU. God’s got good plans for you there, Just as He has good plans for me here. - [ACG]