Poems about you

Not everyone has to agree, and though I'm old fashioned, not everything is so black and white.

There was this man who once said:
"If a boy writes one or two poems about you he loves you,
But if he writes dozens, he loves writing poetry"
While I always enjoyed poetry
I always dreaded the poetry unit in class
I could never come up with any great ideas
Until this last year
Things just seemed to click
Now I am in love with writing
I take pleasure in coming up with a poem out of just one thought
Not even a full thought sometimes
No, sometimes it's just a tiny seed of a thought
It gives you a sense of power
And provides a facet for your emotions
But when I write plain poetry it feels great
And I know what more could I ask for
But then I started writing poems about you
And I felt something so amazing it's almost indescribable
The rush of emotions
The way the words dance off my fingertips
That little excuse to think of you,
To picture your face
Not that I really need one
You been on my mind constantly lately
Now going back to what that man said
Why couldn't the boy love both
The way it's phrased
It has to be one or the other...right?
Wrong
I think that the boy felt something real when he wrote
And when he sees you,
But as of right now
Writing is the only way he'll feel something in return