I high fived him when it was suppose to be a wave
I said something too honest that even superman cant saveI stared a second too long
He caught me and got it all wrongI got his book instead of mine
He asked for it but I just smiledOh my gosh is he talking to me?
I just stared
He looked aroundI bat my eyes
His got largeI thought it was a dream come true
He is talking to me?I perked my lips
I closed my eyesI felt cold air as I opened my eyes
He wasnt thereWhen reality struck
I was dumbfoundHe thinks im a creep
Oh how stupid could I be
YOU ARE READING
Poetry in Bed
RandomThoughts that arise from laying in bed late at night til early in the morning that turn out to sound poetic enough :3 Copyright2016 //S.E.S.C.//