The Contradiction (this poem is about a very special guy who i love and hate! But i love him a lot! I'm only 14!)
He is a contradiction, the pitter of the rain,
He gives me so much pleasure, yet causes so much pain.
Everytime I see him, I feel the butterflies,
But I also feel the tears come rolling from my eyes.
His smiles give me tingles, that ripple through my skin,
But his smiles at the other girls seem to always win.
He is a contradiction, the patter of the rain,
He gives me so much pleasure, yet causes so much pain.
When will the torture ever stop? I guess I'll never know,
Will he ever love me? All I need is yes or no.