Waiting for her

a poem by Paras Bansal

Did I tell you how special you are?
Like a moon in a bunch of stars.

When I see a smile on your face,
My heart just starts to race.

All my happiness you can borrow,
Just give me all of your sorrow.

I wish I could hold your hand and tell you,
How I have fallen for you.

But I cant, we can never be together,
You are a queen, but I am just a beggar.

You belong with someone dripping of beauty,
Like a boy you call sexy, hot, or a cutie.

Still I just want you to know,
I will always be, one call away.