Jamie Poem by James Pritchard

I found you searching for a jam,
it was alesana, then I saw your pictures and I went 'damn'.
you were so beautiful,
and I knew you weren't harmful.

Your name is Jamie,
and your the only one that can call me so,
and who can blame me?
I think we started talking to slow.

If you were her in Germany I'd try so hard
to be with you for long,
I'd give you a all my heart or jsut a shard,
you make me want teh others to discard.

I love talking to you,
you make me happier when I feel blue.
I'm so happy we met,
and I know i won't you forget.