His Sonnet
Months ago I crossed paths with this treasure
I called you treasure because you were so rare
Your sadness takes me to desperate measures
But it's all worth it for your smile I swear
I write about you in my morning class
I wonder if maybe you do the same
I draw your initials on all cold glass
Him being near sets both my cheeks aflame
I have an odd fascination with ice
Because I like things that don't seem to stay
But with you I have to really think twice
Since you promised me you would never stray
If you ever read this I hope you smile
I've wanted to say these things for some while
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