I remember after
we went to that first
dance together, i
avoided him for
almost a week and
I don't know if I
was ashamed of
previous events
or if I was afraid
of getting in too
deep because I
felt something
foreign yet
totally amazing
it was different
and I didn't know
what it was all
I knew was that
strangely enough
it didn't freak
me out it was
like the feeling
was supposed to
be there
from the moment
I laid eyes
on him and I wasn't
sure why but I liked
it but then again I didn't
but the part of me
that liked it was much
larger than the one
that didn't so
I took a chance and
a leap of faith
hoping my fears
wouldn't throw
themselves in
my face and things
between us would
turn out for the better
and for a while they
did but now two
years later the
opposite has happened
and the thought of
either of us being
with another still
kills me inside
even while I sleep
YOU ARE READING
dirty bradstreet
Poetrya collection of songs/poems that i've written about life,boys,and other random things *not intended for the "innocent"
