#4 Still Not a Science Poem but a Broken One: Him

He is a kind one.
He looks after me.
He sacrifices himself for me.
He hurts for me.
He hurts because of me.
He loves me.
He treats me like I am a treasure.
He knows how to calm me down.
He is warm, but sometimes he is cold.
He is over-protective.
He knows how to play with my feeling.
He wants me to laugh for him.
He wants me to cry for him.
He knows how to make me happy.
He knows how to pampering my ambition.
He raises me when I am down.
He is my biggest rival.
He got same vision like mine.
He loves my family.
He is willing to listen all my problems.
He always there when I need.
He always makes me smile.
He knows how to entertain.
He is got the warmest hug.
He knows who I am but fine with it.
He is charming.
He is always make me miss him.
He makes me want to meet him everyday.
He never wants to leave.
He believes in me.
He rely me more than himself.
He supports me.
He plays hard to get.
He won’t let anybody let me down.
He always on my side even when I am wrong.
He reads bedtime story for me every night.
He loves my friends, because they are my friends.
He wins my heart when I feel angry.
He afraid of my angriness.
He sings and dances for me.
He hungry himself for me.
He puts me first.
He is proud of me.
He is so kind, extremely kind.
He is so perfect.
He loves me.
He is not real..