There's this boy who I just saw
There's this boy, who I can't stop thinking of
There's this boy, who I just wanna tell
My heart is aching, aching as hell
Aching to tell him the way how I feel
Aching and Aching but then it disappears from me
No I'm NOT a stalker , No I'm not a hoe
There's just a boy I like, whose name I do not know.
Girls get butterflies when they see a guy they like...
But I got it so bad I got moths buzzing inside
They keep on yelling ''go tell him, go tell''
But then he turns around and they disappear as well.
There's this boy when I steal a look at his face, I take a mental picture which I daily embrace.
I started seeing, I started looking ,and then I began to stare
But when he looked at me I pretended , I wasn’t there.

A heart that sees, a heart that hears, a heart that's tried and a heart that cares.
A heart that's been hurt, A heart that's been mended.
A heart that's now open and letting this boy in.
A heart's that open and letting him see, see deeper a girl Sahara Curry.

He stands behind me, for days now
He stole my heart and I don't know how??
He stole my heart, and doesn’t wanna give it back...
But how would he know, he doesn’t even know that...
He's smart, cute, quiet, different...my type of guy
BUT the funny thing, HE DOES'NT EVEN KNOW!
That I’m writing a poem about the boy named Nicholas I saw.