Him
With a gentle smile
He knows something is wrong
We never fight never yell
I can’t get mad at him nor him me
Without trying he makes me laugh
I just see his name and smile
He as times has made me cry
Though he will never hurt me
I fell for him
Right when I first met him
Being together is no option
Yet we find comfort
In talking to one another
To others he is quiet and uncaring
To me he is different
Reading him is difficult
I love taking time to learn him
Losing track of time with him is easy
The urge to talk to him
It is always there
I wonder if I truly know him
Copyright © Alexis Andrews | Year Posted 2012
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