You Make Me Sick To My Stomach (in the Best Way)

part of F/A/B/A/P/F3

You make me sick to my stomach,

In the best way.

I cant stop thinking of you,

Everyday!

There's not a thing I wouldn’t put myself through!

If it meant a chance of being with you!

 

But if I was gone would you miss me?

Or is your care a tease to trick me?

Oh! If it is why don’t you let me be?

And if its true then show me love! Let me see!

 

You make me sick to my stomach,

In the best way!

I long for you,

But do you think of me in that way?

I stumble over when and what to say!

Terrified and nervous, ill step into the fray!!

 

Can you try to understand?

What I feel, on my knees, a grown man…

Lay beside me, take hold of my hand!

Give me wings girl, because without you I'm damned!

 

You make me!

You make me sick to my stomach!

In the best way!

Think of me!

Miss me in the same way!!!

 

You make me sick to my stomach!

You make me sick to my stomach!

In the best way!!!

Author's Note

before shit hit the fan i had written three poems, this is one of them.