It all started when I was fourteen,
he was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen...
Then I saw the girl on his arm.
Right then I decided to forget about his charm-
ing smile. Sigh.
Way to go, I thought, couldn't have picked a better guy.
Yeah right.
I knew there would be a fight,
between my head and my heart.
Until I was torn apart.
Shattered.
I should have introduced myself,
I should have said "Hello, my name is-
And you are?"
Maybe then I could have known him.
No, I needed to forget him.
One week later, my first class was gym,
and I saw him - sitting on the bleacher
he and a friend were talking with the teacher.
Suddenly the basketball flew out of my hand,
the ball at his feet made him stand.
He looked curious, and I was furious
at my best friend, who hit it in the first place.
His grey eyes locked with mine as he closed the space
Between us. No.
There was nothing between us.
The butterflies disagreed,
and my heart picked up speed.
So there he stood in front of me,
and suddenly I couldn't breathe.
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Hi guys, just me here. No brave face, no pretending. Just me.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Things I SHOULD have said
PoesíaWhat I feel, I feel there's no stopping that except for the anxiety, it acts like a net. Catching all the things I SHOULD have said.
