To Love Him

To love him,
I would give the world.
My everything.
Yet I don't think he knows I exist.
Why should he?

I am not science smart.
Or even math smart.
I can't keep a tune,
or a melody.
I can't do any school class well.
I'm not book smart.
He is all those wonderful things.
Plus more.

He has admirers.
He has the looks.
He's the jock.
He can get any girl.

I'm the geek.
I trip over my own two feet.
I don't turn any heads.
I'm nothing.

Why do I try?
I just can't seem to give up.
Passing in the halls.
The gym locker room.
It all counts.
Even if he doesn't look my way.
Or give me a single glance.

Every day, every minute.
Of every second of every hour.
I refuse to give up.
Forever and ever.

I hate falling for the same sex.
Guys just aren't meant to do such a thing.
Tell that to my heart.
♠ ♠ ♠
So this is an assignment for writers craft again, a lot of the topics she gives us just scream poetry, even though I can't write poems well. This one was the day of St Valentine, and personally, I don't love anyone enough to be gushy over (eew. >.>) so I used third person as if I was a guy.
Hope my teacher likes this one. I love this. <333 And hope whoever has to edit this for me likes it too. :D