He walked to me as I sat waiting for the bus. Normally I would have never said a word to such a fine looking young man, especially someone that looked that young. Every day we met up at that bus stop. Every day we said goodbye just as the bus pulled up. He went back to his bus and I got on mine. We never skipped a beet.
The first day you didnt show up I freaked out, thinking about every posibility that could have happend to you. Everything but you being sick. So, I think you know why I was so ancy to tackle you down to the ground and just hold you until ever thing got wierd. I dont think any one will ever accept me for being who I am.
So on that last day of school I knew it would be a while until I saw you again. I just held onto you for as long as I could just so you wouldnt leave. You left. When you left, those words you said left my heart filled with nothing but bitter, cold, hate.
After summer vacation, (that three month bitch) we finally had a class together! I tried to get your attention but I froze with my hand on your shoulder. You only told me to "take it off" and I did that as fast as I could. I never looked back on that again.
Then I told my friends that I used to like you and I said I hardly knew you. I only said that because I didnt want them to think I was a creep for knowing so much about you, even though we dont even talk much these days.
After school today you reminded me with that little look of yours, that we used to talk, and that coming up to you for some small talk wouldnt be a bad idea! So tomorrow I will wave at you, and I hope you like how I turned out. I know im finally ready to ask you out.
(i hope that one day you read this!)
No it's not like the others. But I like it still. It starts off so sad, kids can be so cruel. But its good how you can look back on that, and meet again as the people you are now. The past is a foreign country.
ReplyDeleteIndeed - another country. I hope things work out.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you.
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