MY POEM

I'M FALING INTO A HOLE, AND I'M DIGGING IT DEEPER EVERY DAY. ALL I EVER LOOK FORWARD TO IS YOU. I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DISTRACT ME ANYMORE AND I LIKE IT. I COULD BE TALKING TO MY FRIENDS, BUT I'M REALLY THINKING ABOUT YOU. YOUR EYES, YOUR SMILE, EVEN THE WAY YOU TALK. I WONDER WHAT IT WOULD FEEL LIKE TO JUMP INTO YOUR ARMS EVERY DAY. TO CALL YOU LATE AT NIGHT JUST SO I CAN HEAR YOUR VOICE. PEOPLE CALL YOU THINGS, LIKE UGLY, STUPID, AND DUM. I DEFEND YOU AND IGNORE THEM. I SKEW MY REALITY FOR YOU, AND YOU DON'T CARE SO NEITHER DO I. I KNOW PROBABLY SOUNDS CRAZY, AND I'M SURE YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT, BUT I THINK I LOVE YOU.
-SHELBY SWANSON

Love is a strange thing. Nice poem.