He said, "I want you."
I then asked him, "Why?"
"You're carefree about everything,
"And you always make me smile."
I frowned at his answer
Not even knowing how
He had found it so quickly
Without figuring me out
I then knew that was the only side
He saw and would like to see
And I don't want to pretend for someone
Who wouldn't want the rest of me
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I remember the exact place I wrote this - Biology class in the downstairs science area when my teacher was absent and we had a substitute. Whenever there's a substitute, I fail at doing any work, so I scribbled this in my book, tore the page, took a picture of it on my phone, and I liked it well enough to include it.
YOU ARE READING
For the Heart Catcher (2015)
PoesiaA collection of poems I've written throughout this roller-coaster of a year.