His Neglected Attention is like Love

Shall I compare my love to a meadow?
Treasureable as a delicate rose.
A beautiful daisy so bright yellow.
Adorable as his small button nose.
Only observing him from far away.
Though my heart won’t give up its joyous hope.
Hearing my aching heartbeats everyday.
Desperate for just one glance, just can't cope
Giving great effort each and every day,
For what? Simply to never be noticed?
Want to scream from Santa Monica Bay!
Suffocating like a drowning lotus.
Memories burning with his Hazel eyes,
Don't want to love him, just say goodbye...
♠ ♠ ♠
I write this sonnet for my English 9 class and loved it, but saddly was shot down by my teacher who deemed it not good enough. Way to go Ms. Hamilton, just boosting our confidence step by step. -_-* But I would like feedback, I refuse to believe this sucks unless I my fellow writers tell me it does. I fell in love with writing sonnets, maybe because I love William Shakespeare, but usually poems aren't my strong point.

xo
Anita:)