Poem

I glan e at him a couple times
he looks at me
i quickly trun away,
scared that he'll see

in the hallway i just smile
as i pass him when i walk by
hee doesnt see me sometimes
if i said i didnt notice, it would bee a lie

when i'm near him i dont' breathe,
just trying to hold it inn.
im just casually talking to my frind
but inside i'm wondering where he's been.

when i'm with him and a couple of friends,
i act like he's just one of the others,
but deep inside he means much more,
than all of teh other brothers.

i think about him everyday,
riight before i go to bed,
but thinking I have a chance with him
is screwing with my head...

(3rd paragraph 1st 2 lines r lies)