The Red Rosy Bush.

I wish i was,
A red rosy bush,
By the pains of a seed.
And everytime,
My true love would pass by,
She could pick a rose of me.

I wish i was,
In some lonesome parlour.
Where the sun,
Don't ever shine.
If your heart,
Belongs to another,
Then it can't ever be mine.

I wish i had a golden box,
To keep, my true love in.
I'd take her out and I'd kiss her twice.
Then I'd put her back again.

-The Belafonte Folk Singers-

I like her. I really do. Even after all these months. It's hard to win her heart. But I'll keep trying. I do hope I don't sound obssesive because I really am not. Lol. I tried asking her out for valentine's day. I did. She said "oh well :)" and then called in the night to say she couldn't make it because of some class enterprise thing. There are just so many things going through my mind. She just doesn't like me. she got my hopes high and crushed it. or she really meant that "yes" but the forces of nature and fate are just against me. yep. that might be it. fate's against me. ( I do sound screwed up don't I? ) If yeh do read this , I would really hope you'd be the valentine of this young fool, your rag doll. =}
J.c.XD