Walking down the aisle, a girl got me thinking :
Am I regretting or am I living?
Her delicate smile befuddled my senses
Will I pursue her or will I keep dreaming?
I froze as she walked past me.
Was I hesitating? I was indeed.
I have been sitting on the comfy white porch
pictured in my mind;
Calculating the impossible while questioning my own kind.
Why did I freeze?
Eureka!
I thought that the girl was hot and that I was not.
Two weeks later,
I was walking down the aisle, still thinking about her.
I pinched myself as I ran to her class,
I was very confident and fast.
I opened the door and I looked
The girl I’ve been wanting to meet,
wasn't available to greet.
She giggled, as another pupil rapidly grabbed her soft hands.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Enemies and friends,
This is not the end.
I tried,
though failure was implied.
Locked in the toilets, I raged and I cried.
'Twas later on that I would understand:
Carpe diem while you can,
Stay a boy or a grow a man.
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I really put effort into this poem. I wanted to tell a story with lines that rhymed. I put a lot of thoughts into this.
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