I like this girl- poetry

He liked this girl, She didn't know he exists,
Also, he had no guts
To go,
And say "hey,
may I? borrow your record,
And, may be add you to my
friends List",
Because, you can't go to a girl
And say "I love you",
That is a taboo,
Desperate, uncivilised,
Strightforward.
You have to play mind
Games first,
He didn't know,
How?. So
He send her love letters,
Everyday,
Hoping she would one day,
Ask him
"Hey, stop, what do you want",
Then he would say "You,
I want you, you, you.
You, to be the last person I talk to everyday,
yours to be text, I eagerly wait for every morning.
Spending time lazying with
You the idea of a perfect weekend.
You to be the Person, I will dig the ends of the earth, To pick the perfect birthday present for.
Your breath surrounding the air around me,
Your hands holding every adventure we walk,
Your scent in all my sheets all seats, clothes.
With you a family,
And to you, the last goodbye, yet happy, knowing that I will live on, in your touch, scent, breath".
But she never asked him what he wanted,
All she said was stop,
He did stop,
May be too many times,
But he did stop.