As it is written

What did you do today?
I always wanna ask in the least suspicious way.
In my mind, I wonder why,
When did I go crazy about this xy?


I hate to admit but I gotta say,
my heart's spinning like it's not okay,
and your name pops up countless times everyday,
that I have to stop to scream "¿¡KIMBERLEY!?"




But my yelling doesn't work,
cause my head still really hurts,
and I wish I could just forget your smirk,
and hide back under the deserts.


Sunk back down in this good old mess,
why did I even think to confess,
the things I do that make me more obsess,
Oh! how can I make myself love you less.




Ignore me please, I pray and want,
this love to have that I know I cant,
and my feelings I don't dare to flaunt,
as there will for me to pout and taunt.


I hope you understand me quite well,
to know that what I sent in the mail,
was what my heart really longs to tell,
of this craziness that makes me wail.





Hope I showed it in the poem ^^ Gosh how I love rhymes