My Poems

Like the Movies

Our story felt just like the movies,

The meeting at that shop,

The middle at that bath,

The ending in that van,

Our story was just like the movies,

First was our meeting,

At that shoe shop,

In the middle of downtown,

Right after running nonstop,

I was feeling a bit down,

As the original boy,

Didn't think of me with joy,

You walked me to that neighboring park,

As I felt that big spark,

My dad came,

Took me home,

I thought you were kind,

And you wouldn't leave my mind,

For hours and hours,

That beginning was ours,

The middle was nice too,

Although it was pretty cold,

I was feeling pretty bold,

so I asked to hold your hand,

But my heart couldn't withstand,

Those six minutes we spent,

With our bodies bent,

Into that can of ice and water,

Full of happiness and laughter,

I was screaming about how cold it is

We got out of those baths,

And went on the same paths,

As we exited that stadium gate,

You decided to wait,

Once I got up those stairs,

I knew that no one compares,

We ran home in the dark,

My house was right across the street,

And in my heart,

You made your mark,

Made me feel complete,

Only five minutes apart,

I thought about you,

And what your mom would say,

Since she had a curfew,

I would pray,

that you didn't get yelled at,

As I was cuddling with my cat,

I sent a message,

Hoping for a response back,

Now, we have the ending,

Writing this was heartbreaking,

Since it was the last time,

Our hearts would chime,

And beat as one,

I felt like I won,

But you weren't mine,

Even if you were first in line,

It felt like the worst,

But it also felt like the best,

That van ride there was something,

It was a Saturday morning,

The sky was black,

It took me back,

It was a two hour ride,

Of music screaming,

And my ears died,

By the time we got out of that van,

Our day only just began,

I sat there for hours,

Playing cards and kids games with superpowers,

Sat there for a couple more,

Listening to explanations of gore,

And gagging,

As everyone was packing,

And leaving for the day,

A part of me wanted to stay,

And relive it forever

But it's whatever,

That's what high school is, right?

Full of Memories that excite,

People that entice,

Adventures you wanna go on twice,

And love you want to explore,

With those you feel more,

Our story is like the movies,

It has that unusual beginning,

The beautiful ending,

And the exciting journey in between,

I just can't believe it's not on a screen,

And that it was real life,

A real story,

There was no strife,

no bitter resentment,

I thought I could be miss independent,

But when you live a story,

Just as exciting as this one,

It stays in your memory,

Because it was just teenage fun,