Love Peoms

II

Chapter Two- Love Poems

August 17, 2016

I had stayed up all night drawing. I had drawn multiple wolves and Undertale characters. Around midnight, I stopped drawing and was deciding what to do. Then out of nowhere, I just started thinking of Corban. I was sitting on my bed with my hand on my fist, looking around then out of nowhere,

Corban.

I couldn't stop thinking about him. I decided to express my feelings about him on a piece of paper. I pulled out a piece of binder paper from my English binder and an orange mechanical pencil. I sat there for a few minutes, thinking what I was going to say. The it hit me and I made my pencil dance.

 My mind tells me that you

Could be a heartbreaker

My heart tells me that you

Could be my life's anchor

My gut tells me that you

Could be the man of my dreams

The only way to find the truth

Is to ask you out, it seems

I like you

I like it. It took my around 30 minutes to think of the whole thing and write it down. I really likes expressing myself on a piece of paper. No one will find out, especially Corban. It's my little secret. Ok I might share them with Bree, but no one else.

I decided to wright a few more, since I was bored. The next one didn't take me as long because my mind was really focusing on it. I was thinking about the poems and nothing but the poems. 

 I really don't believe

That all guys are the same

I think that you are different

From those who are just lame

Nice guys like you are rare

Cute guys like you are few

My crush on you is getting bigger

Needless to say, I like you

I would give these to Corban, but I'm too much of a pussy to. 

 I've been stealing moments

Here and there

I've been darting my eyes

Around everywhere

I've been cherishing

Every chance that I've got

To gape at you

And stare a lot

I have a thing for you

Of that I am sure

I have a crush on you

Which is innocent and pure

I like you

After that last poem, around three in the morning, I decided I should get at least a few hours of sleep. 

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I had set my phone alarm to the beautiful majestic sound of Brendon Urie singing This Is Gospel but it was the piano version. It was so beautiful. Now that's something I want to wake up to every morning.

I had left out my poems on my desk so I put them in a folder underneath my bed. God knows what would happen if my parents saw those. I threw on a black and grey flannel then slipped on some black jeans and tied up my chocolate brown hair into a ponytail. I really want to cut it like a Pixie Cut. My friend Bree had a Pixie Cut and I want one so bad but my parents say I will look like a boy. I don't fucking care.

I head off to school and go about my day, talking to Corban, doing work, and zoning out of the boring lectures that my teachers give. Honestly I didn't learn much because I was too busy thinking about Corban. After school I decided to talk to Corban.

"Hey!" I said to him as he was walking to his car.

"Hi. How is your day going?" he asked smiling.

"It's going great! What about you?" I responded as we walked up to his little white car.

"Just fine. What makes your day so great?" He asks turning towards me, leaning against his car.

Shit I can't tell him.

"Oh well... I got to hang out with friends and such." I chuckled nervously. Damn I suck at hiding my feelings.

"Oh... ok." He stuttered with a confused face.

"What's wrong?" I ask nervously.

"Nothing, you just seem really nervous around me." Fuck he is getting suspicious.

"Oh... weird." I stuttered. Way to fucking play it cool Zoe. "Well gotta go!" I ran off... again. Damn I have issues.

I ran to my car. I started thinking about the Pixie Cut I really want.

"Fuck it!" I said to myself. 

I pulled out of the parking lot and headed to a hair salon. I found a picture I liked online and they cut my hair off and shaped it to look like the picture. I saw my long chocolate pieces of hair fall to the ground as the continued to cut it. 

After around and hour, they finally finished it. I looked in the mirror and I fucking loved that hair cut.

Fucking Loved It.

I drove home and waited for my parents to get home. I looked in the mirror and continuously pet my fuzzy hair. My bangs fell in the front of my head, and the back of my head was shaved off. 

When my parents got home, I sat in my room on my laptop. My mom entered after she finished putting her stuff away.

"Hey how was you d----aaa----yyyy." her eyes widened.

"Like it?" I asked smiling.

"Actually, It looks great on you!" She smiled back.

"Thank you." She walked out smiling.

Me dad entered about 20 minutes later.

"Hi Zoe. How was your day?" He asked not noticing my hair.

"Great!" I said excitedly. 

"That's great!" He said closing the door. A few seconds later it opened again, my dad looking at me. "Is something different?" I laughed. "Hm, I must be loosing my marbles."

After closing my door, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. I stopped laughing when I looked at my phone and saw that Corban messaged me on Facebook. Is he stalking me? I didn't add him. 

Corban

Do you like me?

Me

As a friend

Corban

You sure it is just as friends?

Me

99% sure

That was a lie. I was 0% sure.

Corban

99...