This is a poem I wrote for my friend. There's this guy at school whom has been texting her for a while now, and his name is Alex. He keeps calling her gorgeous and tells her not to call herself ugly. So yesterday he gave her pictures he made at gameworks of himself. And asked her to hang. Through fear, she came and hung with us and said she already had plans. She's so nervous! It's cute. So. He asked her to dinner. I wrote this poem cause she said she couldn't believe it and that she was sitting in his car. Then I got a text saying he was at her house and they were hanging. So this is to her. I'll show her it monday.