When you like someone,
They're all you think about.
They're all you see when you close your eyes.
They're all you hear when you try to block out every sound that goes by.
They are the only thing that seems to make sense in that 5 seconds when they're on your mind.
Then, as quick as the thought came,
It would disappear.
Almost like how they'd disappear,
around most of your peers
In the busy hallways
At school.
And if you're lucky,
When you pass each other your eyes might connect
And your arm will brush his, then you'll look up at him seeing a smirk playing on his lips while he's already looking at you.
But I'm just saying, if you're lucky...
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A Poet's Random Notes
PoetryThis is my book take a look. It's nothing special but that's my opinion to you. What have you got to lose? This is random poems I do on random days, so please mind my delay at times. love, hate, misery, joy, confusion, all summed up- all enclosed i...
