Curious as can be, who will thou be?
I never ever known what true love meant
Nor did I know that still figure was he
Thou did not know I had a certain scent

With that smell, thou fallest head over heels
When I look up, thou flash me a smile
I pinch myself and ask, "Is this for reals?"
Thou asketh me to stay in awhile

Yet I confess thou mates start to tease us
My pink cheeks blush as they start the rumor
I feel embarrassed; I ran for the bus
But thou sayst that, it was just humor

Then thou sayest to me, thy fell in love
Thou putteth on me, a fuzzy warm glove

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This is one of my favorite sonnet that I wrote. I've tweaked the ending of it with my imagination, and most of it I based it on my 8th-grade year when I confess to my crush.

**I include as a bonus song, "Simple Love", 'cause this poem when I wrote based on my 8th-grade crush. I just felt like it was a simple love. Plus, the song is catchy. Hope you guys enjoy it!