label boy sat a seat in behind,
who was always so curious and lost in his mind.
school was a playground or even a toy,
because his ocean eyes sparkled when learning in joy.
a timid and quiet personality to not share,
with his clean complexion and brown fair hair.
a bridge between us began to meet,
and beginning of class was always a kind greet.
and i soon saw a piece that the puzzle never had part,
but a more happy and loose side within his heart.
and we always laughed and talked to each other,
however he barely would interact with aanother.
i called him label boy cuz he brought a label maker to school,
and since then the joke was he was a nerd and uncool.
he would boop my face and call me short,
saying i will see him with his maker in 20 years in court.
i would always laugh and give him a light deck,
but he would grab my hand before i touched his neck.
friends became something more and i don\'t know how,
but it sees i developed stronger and potent feelings now.
because i think of his beauty and his strong smarts,
how he takes away my breath and melts hearts.
i wish he could know the way i loved him,
but my lantern of hope was always so dim.
i wish he wasnt labeled a nerd or cold,
because besides his maker was my heart he could hold.
a spiral of feelings waver when i look in his eyes,
full of blue waves and cloudy night skies.
where all is calm and so sleep sound,
where my feet slowly open a gap from the cold ground.
i want his attention and crave his appeal,
but i cannot bring myself to say what i feel.
and i am so deeply immersed and feel like a toy,
i love that kid, my label boy.