Fuzzy's poem
I want so bad to tell you
exactly how I feel
I'm questioning my impulses
wondering if they're real.
I think about you always,
your face invades my dreams
inside I know the two of us
would make a perfect team.
I'm aware you are a fantasy
a dream that can't come true
but what about these feelings,
how do I forget about you?
I always thought I had control,
right now I'm not so sure,
these emotions flowing through me
feel so gentle and so pure.
Something in the things you say,
the way you make me smile,
yet, if you never spoke a word,
I would hear you all the while.
If anything you've made me see,
you've opened up my eyes,
and if I searched a hundred years
there would be no greater guy.
