Dark Short Stories

WHEN HE SMILES

WHEN HE SMILES

His smile is like the sunshine.

When he smiles at me, I get a warm tingly sensation.

When he smiles, it's at if I have been struck by lighting.

When he smiles at me, I can't help but smile back, his smile is my smile.

When he smiles the way his face lights up, the way his eyes sparkle, it's truly a gift to see him smile.

When he smiles, it's as it the whole world has slowed to a stop, and he's the only thing I can concentrate on.

When he smiles, it's almost as if he is the only person on earth.

His smile, lights up my darkest days.

When he smiles, it's as if there are one million butterflies in my chest tickling my heart.

When he smiles, I realize that the smile is not for me.

He passes me in the hall and, shoots me with mocking smiles I'm not sure if he means them to mock me.

I often wonder if he means to toy with my heart.

It feels like they're real but, I can't be sure.

I would be the luckiest person alive if he actually ment them to toy with my heart.

I notice that he only smiles at me.

No. He's probably focused on one of the pretty and popular girls behind me or strutting beside me.

Sigh... what ever.

His smile just confuses me more about my life.

Next time he smiles I'm going to cast my eyes downward so I don't feel the urge to smile back.

This action my indeed shatter my heart.

I long to be the reason behind his smile.

But know I never will be.

I don't understand and neither does he.