I've known you for a year now
You are a horrible person for working in groups
But your spirit speaks strong and loud
Making mistakes always saying oops!
Now I see you everyday after school
Nervous
Nerves is what made me notice you
Making me think below the surface
The little things
Pushing past your preface
In first examination I saw your ring
Black
Then I realized I didn't know the half of you
Black, sleek, dark, simple, and beautiful
You made it glint in the light
Making sure it was giving me an eyeful
Choosing this to be my first step in getting to
Know
And it seemed I was the only one who didn't know you
And your trust was something to be earned
To me you were the black ring boy
Up until I learned
No longer a mystery
Understanding
You have taught me so many things I didn't understand
Just one person - but I know there is more to these inklings
You opened my eyes to a new world
You made me see the importance of the little things
Your nervous habit brought
Light
Our time together has brought light to another piece of you
Black
And I'm still putting together the puzzle pieces
Know
For I know you are so much more
Understanding
But you are so much of an enigma's creases
Light
Brighter than the black ring boy whom I surprised
Learn
You're still learning about me
And I'm still learning about you
Inspiration: a friend of mine and his experiences along with my own experiences
ICYMI
The black ring worn on the middle finger of the right hand is used by some groups as symbol of Asexuality.
Go check out what ProjectAwesomesauce is doing this week for more info for Asexuality Awareness Week 2016.
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Poems (The Patterns of my Mind)
PoetryThis is a collection of random poems that I usually write when I have even more writers block for my other stories. Current photo belongs to Against the Current (the actual band). *All rights reserved*
