Nervous, Clammy, Fearful, Happiness, Sadness, Excitement
First love
He watches her from the doorway
She is writing
Her golden halo surrounds her head
A stick of graphite in her hands
Her eyes find his
He looks down
Should I
Should I not
The bell rings
Fear strikes Nervousness strikes
The world around him
Seems to fall apart as he walks closer
She looks up
The boy bites his lips
I really like you he longs to say
But hi is what comes out
She smiles her face pink now
A growing blush climbs up her neck
She hands him the note
And walks away
I love you it says
YOU ARE READING
Fade
PoetryWe're all just fading away... drifting apart... never to see each other as a whole...
