says it all

made up a poem and it got a comment on it,
from a really cute girl, who didnt say it was shit,
so we got to the talking and chatted for a while,
cant remember everything we said, but i remember her smile.

her smile is gorgeous pretty much like the girl herself,
more we chatted the more i liked her, i felt i could be myself,
shes brilliant smart funny and hot,
but as great as she is, i have no bloody shot.

im not a fool and neither is she,
but its foolish to say that it should be her and me,
she writes her own poems as i do with mine,
but every time i read one its her smile that shines.

im not sure what else to say so i'll make this brief,
now that its out there that i like her i sigh with relief,
because i normally bottle thing up and hold them inside,
nothing would be worse if i could see her smile, nothing, not even if i died..................