200 Poems (completed Nov 25, 2016, 8:52am)

what could come

i feel you staring at me

makes me feel excited, some

i should go talk to you

to see what could come

i sneak a glance at you

you look up, smile at me

i smile back, as sweet as i can

you turn away, shyly

i have to build up my courage

she could be the one

i am going to go, talk to her

i have to see what will become

i slowly walk over to her

its time, we have to meet

i smile, blushing slightly

she points at my face, disgusted ...

"you have some shit in your teeth."