Victim of Love

In 10th grade, I met him. He was in 11th grade. I wasn't even aware that I would fall in love with him. I just gave him a friendly "hi" as I saw him in the group of people that were surrounded around me. We we're all chatting after school (daily routine). I told him hi, "hey you're in my first period(P.E.)" he said. I was but I never showed up. I asked his name. "Kyle" he said. I told him my name. His friend beside him, who I had also met, was holding his ipod. "can I see it?" I asked. "sure!" He said, very nicely. He had lots of music that I liked, I told him he had good taste in music, including my favorite song "your love is a song by switchfoot" I told him I loved that song. "yea me too" he said. After a short while he had to go because his dad was there to pick him up.

I was in the bus, on my way home. Out of nowhere he popped into my mind. I then remembered staring at him in first period thinking "I have no chance" ...next thing you know, I caught him staring at me. since I had such a low self esteem, I was kind of annoyed because I thought he was staring at me because he thought I was ugly.

I was finally home and I went to sleep that night, I had forgot all about him because, well, like I said, I thought I had no chance. :p