Like light milk chocolate
Smart, funny, hot, cool are adjectives I can describe the boy across the room
Seeing him for the first I sensed something familiar
I had to wonder did he ever pop up in my dreams
We shared glances a few times too short
His smiles light up the whole room
His laugh causes shivers to run gown my back
His voice puts me in a trance
But only if he could acknowledge my presence
Staying after hoping to start small talks with him
But my shyness is the obstacle in my path
I'm like a bird without the feathers
A sun without the light
Cries without tears when it comes to dealing with the boy across the room
Being the girl who would never fall for a guy way too cool
Now I'm slowing losing my cool
Daydreaming in class
Being way too merry
Without realizing it
I'm slowing falling for the boy across the room
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Mixed Creations
PoetryI see things around me and I want to speak about it moreover rant. Because once I had no voice and writing became my voice. My words are my weapons yet their my savior. These pieces are connected closely to my personal life and from the world around...
