Not my best but I was feeling very...er... jealous when I wrote this and I'm more proud of me getting those feelings out on paper than the poem itself. *Clears throat* Careful what you say be mindful of your actions he could change his mind It may be love Chocolate and paper hearts Almost meaningless Does he laugh with you? It's all a strategy game Like the one he plays ...with me... You are just a toy He'll get bored of you...with you... Eventually... Sometime he will slip Between your fingers that grasp at thin air; he's gone... Hehe. The strategy game refers to 'Connect Four', which i still have not beaten him at. >.>
