(Here’s my #TBT)
I have a problem with the boy I love,
It’s a problem related to love,
Infact, my problem is love.
See, at first I couldn’t understand,
But now I do, it’s clear as glass.
Now if you’ve read my work,
You’ll know that I can love,
For mine was a jar of love- overflowing,
Ready to fill in his.
Now the boy I love loves too,
But I bet I love slightly more,
So it’s true he cares about me,
And I tend to overcare and worry about him.
Look here, I’ve been giving a little som’more,
Expecting that he too will,
Turns out it’s all in my mind,
Because he’s not thinking of that.