When I was still a high school student (that was from some four years ago until two days ago; yes, I'm a fresh graduate, and I'm still tense about going into college), I "loved" that person. I'm not so sure right now, but he'll be always a special existence in my heart. I have a lot to say and to ask, but the time given to me is too limited. Anyway...this is one of the poems about him I wrote.

Warning: Immaturity and senselessness.

Him

His effeminate slenderness and absolute clumsiness
His gentle face and eyes and graceful lips curving into smiles
His soothing, charming voice and unmistakable diligence
These qualities I may not always notice but they're worthwhile

His words of wisdom and truth and choices of stories to read
His words of mouth and hand and choices of things to talk about
His words of good and bad and choices of people to stay with
These things I may not like, but it will not mean him I will doubt

His supportive classmates and teachers and friends and family
His previous and current fans and only persons in his heart
His former enemies and new buddies throughout the country
These people I may not know but he's still the best work of art

His physical characteristics I may not know too well
His genetic makeup commanding him I cannot predict
His foundation I am not familiar with, but I can tell
These does not explain clearly why I am in love with him sick