He was right there, and if she reached out she could touch him. It amazed her every day how a person she has just spoken to a few times can make her body flutter with happiness. She knew it was no longer a crush, she knew she was in love. She fell in love with way he was. How he smiled ten times brighter than anyone else, and how he brought out laughter in everyone, even the saddest of people, even her. She fell in love with the stories she overheard him telling his friends, and his dreams. She had dreams of her own that she wanted to come true, but he was already halfway there. She fell in love with the way he looked. His beautiful brown eyes. Everyone says brown eyes are so ordinary, but his were special, they had stars in them. She desperately wanted to be a part of his world. To be a part of all the good and bad, and support him through everything. The problem was she didn't know if he felt the same way. In fact she was sure he didn't. So she never reached out to touch him, and it forever left her wondering what if...
- endless_styles
ESTÁS LEYENDO
I Write For Me
PoetryThis book contains poems that I have written. I write what I feel in that moment, and so some may be better then others.
