But I still cannot believeThat someone waited for me,
Wanted me
Through all those awkward
Teenage years
And wants me still.
But although I was
Drawn to him too,
I just thought it
Would never be.
I tried so many times
To talk to him but
He was never interested.
And now we're something,
So quickly
We did things,
Blue shadows,
3AM, I can't believe it still.
I remember most of what
Happened and
What else I did
On the same night.
I kissed other people
People I should not have kissed,
I hurt my friends.
Maybe it's okay, we're
Learning, trying things,
Getting it wrong
Gaining experience
Of this new incomprehensible part
Of my life.
Finally things are changing,
Finally I am awake.
YOU ARE READING
Petrichor
PoetryWe grow old eventually {here are the waking thoughts that consume me}