Heartbreak.

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Don’t be so stupid; 

Don’t be so lame. 

I stand up a bit straighter, 

As they call my name. 

I stand with my friends, 

As I laugh, and I smile. 

I don’t even notice, 

He’s stared at me for awhile. 

When I first look up, 

He just looks away. 

I just shake it off. 

No one sees me that way. 

I pretend that I’m fine, 

But my curiosity’s gnawing. 

I feel an attraction. 

It’s like my heart’s calling. 

Oh, don’t be so cheesy. 

Don’t be cliche. 

I look around, frantic, 

As he starts walking my way. 

“Hi.” he says, softly, 

And I feel like I’m flying. 

Has my heart just exploded? 

I feel like I’m dying. 

A smile plays on my lips, 

And I hold out my hand. 

“My name’s Christina.” 

And I can’t even stand. 

“Won’t you sit down?” 

I say, patting the couch. 

He just shakes his head. 

He must just be in doubt. 

“So how are you?” 

I ask, and kick myself. 

He only can shrug. 

I’ve just slipped into stealth. 

“Actually,” he begins. 

“I wanted to see Jake.” 

He points to the guy, 

And I feel my heart break. 

“Oh.” I say, sheepishly, 

And I move out of his way. 

As they passionately kiss. 

I realize that he’s gay.

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