there's a boy on the bus who sits two seats ahead of me.
his dimpled smile is pure perfection.
his blonde hair perfectly styled, each day.
a new band tee shirt everyday,
never seen without black skinny jeans.
icy blue eyes that take my breath away.
he doesn't know who i am.
maybe he never will.
he sits at my bus stop.
he's always on time.
sometimes, he brings his breakfast.
but he still doesn't see me.
he doesn't know me.
maybe he'll never know that i love him.
he's perfect,
and i am in love.
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two seats || l.h.
Fanfictionand i am in love... short story of 2014 :-) [completed] inspired by a story i once read. lowercase intended. don't blame me if you get sad. okay i guess you can blame me.
