One shots for peterick

Kindness

I sat next to a boy in class . His eyes showed pain just like mine . His smile though rare was beautiful and his laughter was contagious. He would never know I liked him he would be leaving soon anyway but he helped me through this hell class and was the only one nice to me people pretended to care for me the stupid emo freak . But the boy with the sad eyes who always wanted to talk about memes and music made it easier to deal with. People all leave but my sad eyed boy always says hello at the start of my last class and we always walk each other out I hide behind my black fringe I sketch him and day dream . I don't want to lose my sad eyes boy . I don't want to lose my crush . But eventually he will leave and I'll be stuck here dreaming about the sad eyed drummer boy who told me his life stories and sat and listened to mine no matter how dumb they were . But he will never know my feelings and that's for the best . But I will remember him for ever as the guy who gave my anxiety filled heart a rest. He sings and plays piano drums and many more we joke about bass players even though we were both one before I don't think it's love definitely not on his part but I like they way he smiles at me he will always have a piece of my heart I write poems and songs about my sad eyed boy . You would think it would be depressing but even as friends he only brings me joy .