label boy

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.