Sonnet 2

17 February 2010

Every little thing you do makes me smile,

Although I never really show it all.

And I yearn for you every-so-while.

Your goofy smile has really made me fall.

You may have all your little up's and down's,

But don't we all at this very age, now?

But never do you leave me in a frown,

And you always leave me asking "how?"

This really uncanny coincidence

Has made me question even my own self.

And now I seem to sit upon a fence

Not knowing which to choose; in need of help!

         But even now you've helped me to forget

 The love I've only begun to regret!