A Texas girl.
Full of sass yet so shy.
Her humor stops at no extent,
at least when she shows it.
Her eyes flutter away from you,
from disgust or embarrassment,
you can't tell.
But you don't take your eyes off of her anywise.
When the sun is further away,
the courage finally shows.
You look her in the eyes for a few moments,
but this time she doesn't look away.
You do.
Because you know that this is wrong.
Whatever your feelings are,
you know they have to hide.
What ever they mean,
you have to get over them.
Because you'd just end up breaking her heart.
She deserves so much more than you.
At least that's what you think.
~*~
You can tell he's watching you,
even though you looked away.
You let his eyes linger,
but you know that sooner or later,
you'll have to stare back at him.
You can't always be the one to look away.
It's obvious he sees you as a delinquent,
especially when you smile.
Your short hair hides the maturity,
that you so desperately want to free,
but being around a bunch of idiots,
doesn't exactly succor your situation.
So you keep hidden,
out of sight,
but later that day,
when the sun is at it's peek,
you can't help but stare back,
you can't help but hope that maybe,
just maybe,
he'll see you slightly differently,
after taking a good look.
YOU ARE READING
Unwritten Words
PoetryIt's so rare to need something, you don't want. It's so common, to want something, you don't need. These are the words that I want, but don't always need. These are the words that I wish need, but almost always want.
