Justin
she's like a leaf,
goes with the wind
and takes me with hershe's a clear stream of water
flows unstopablly
and washes me away with herWilderie, I call her
she's like a wide empty fieldwith soft green grass everywhere
making my feet itch to feel it under
She's so free
sometimes it scares me so muchsometimes I carve it so much
that I just stand back and watch her
thinking about how I could fly with her
If only, I give her a chance
I read what I wrote last night over and over again. My heart was beating a thousand miles per hour as I read it. I couldn't believe I actually penned this down. I really wrote a poem about some other girl.
I finally let the words in my head down on a paper. I wrote a poem on Valerie.
I closed my eyes to calm myself but last nights events replayed themselves in my head. First, making it seem like we were kissing to mom. I was so embarrassed but she wasn't one bit afraid to do that.
And then her telling everyone that I told her everything about me which I clearly haven't. If she knew what it was, she wouldn't even step close to me.
And then the closet, her fooling the three musketeers and then the on the spot poem she made for me.
I remember each and every word of it clearly as if I had by hearted it. I spent 30 minutes looking at my eyes in the mirror after she went home.
I remember how her blue eyes looked in mine, I still feel her thumb stroke across my cheek and the way she looked at me.
Maybe I remember it so vividly because it was the first time someone made poetry on me.
Espresso Eyes
I don't know how I blurted out that I write poems to her. I've told no one, not even Mom, dad or Ava.
I was startled when my phone started ringing but I picked it up.
"Hello" I said.
"Good morning!" Valerie's voice chirped and I smiled.
"Morning wilderness" I said and heard her chuckle.
"What reminded you of me?" I asked.
"Well, all my friends are busy and I want to go shopping so I thought why not ask you" She said and I raised an eyebrow.
"So you only think about me when you have no other option?" I said and I could literally hear her rolling her eyes at me through the phone.
"Please, I've sacrificed my love life for you, you owe me. And....if it makes you feel better, I only asked two friends before you" She mumbled the last part and my smile widened.
"Oh yes that makes me feel way better" I said.
"Pick me up in thirty" She said and I could hear a hint of smile in her voice as she hung up.
I shut my notebook and went inside my closet to get changed when I got another call from Mom.
"Hey mom" I picked while trying to change my pants and held the phone between my ear and shoulder.
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Valerie 🥀 • jb x bh
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