He is the reason my arms are slit. <br />He is the reason my heart is now a <br />cold dark pit. <br /> <br />When I look into his beauiful <br />greyish blue eyes, another <br />little part of me dies. <br /> <br />During class I will sit and stare. <br />But ask him out, I do not dare. <br /> <br />He has no idea what he has done to me, <br />But do not tell him I plea. <br /> <br />When he walks by, <br />I'll begin to cry as I see his girlfriend <br />ascend. <br /> <br />So I walk alone wishing he could see <br />That to my heart he holds the key.<br /><br />Jessica Dunlap<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-is-the-reason-2/
