Poem - Confessing Regrets (Another "love" poem)

Wrote it during a basketball game with my iPod on shuffle...Don't really know how to end the poem.

Chapter 1

"I Want To Take a Rock and Put a Paper On It Saying "I MISS YOU", so You Can Feel What I Do"

Why am I tired most of the time?
You're always on my mind,
I'm trying to leave all those horrible sad memories behind,
You always seem to be happy when I'm not in sight,
Could this have to do with my confession to you last night?
It probably does,
 it's not like I asked you to be mine,
I just told you that I felt something since the day I felt your hand on mine,

I may not be a spy,
But I can see through your little white lies,
I may not be a mind reader,
But I always know what's on your mind,
I may not be able to touch the sky 
But just by your smell I get so high,
I may be a jerk sometimes,
But we both laugh when I joke about your height

I hope that someday, you'll find some regret while rethinking what you said
"I never want to see you again"
Good luck finding someone who'll give a c^rap about your texts!

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