After I'll publish this I'll send it to him. I'm not confessing I am just giving the poems to where they belong.
Entry 1.0
I haven't known you at all, just your name, Gab
I haven't seen you around the campus except for this day
I haven't noticed you before, but how I wish I did
I don't know, but since you step in front of the class and talk about the things
I got mesmerized by how good you are at talking
Passion is obvious and what you did is beyond the purpose of having high grades
You are smart without out-smarting anyone
You speak for a purpose
You speak for details
You speak for information
Right there, I become one of your fans
As you finish your report many did talk about you
I had some background on you
That made me feel a little surprise
You are good, you are smart, you are handsome and kinda hot
They say
But I look at you more than that
I prefer to look at you like a book
A book that has a very attractive cover that people get distracted
But little did they know you are way more than the cover
The stories of yours are so much more. Keep it up.
-Alexa
Entry 1.1
I cant tell that what I did was stalking but
there's about you that urges me on wanting
to know you not just on a surface level but soul level though
To the things I've discovered, I was in total surprise
for the man that I supposed that you are is a million mile
away from a man that you really are
You are way better than being classified as smart,
way better than being called a good boy,
and way better than being a good man.
You seem to be so much passionate about things you love,
you helped people to grow and don't ask for anything in return,
you put your family first before others and consider their feelings
before yours and unlike with others that have almost the same
I admire your parents more than I admire you,
they raised a kid so well that you become a man with integrity and a heart.
-Alexa
Entry 1.2
He got thick glasses on,
bet its grade range to 300 or more
He does workout more than he rests
He cares a lot about how he looks
I can feel his anxiety about fatty things
But I hope he can see from the lens of my glasses
He is the most handsome prince I ever seen
He does so well in almost everything
But even he fails,
I can only see beauty in him
He got scars too from battles he won
He got scars too from battles he learns
The art he made was the art of him
And the art I see Is the beauty within
Not the intelligence he may brag
or the masculinity he has
Not the good looks he works out or to the awards
Many may have a crush on him
and I'm one of the millions of them
But it doesn't matter at all I'm a fan of him,
who supports and always love the art he wants to showcase to the world
-OC