In the middle of the hallway,
our eyes lock
Maybe for a second,
maybe for a minute,
or even an eternity.
I can feel my heart skip a beat,
as I see you.
I feel my cheeks start to rise,
and they start to burn a bit.
I get lost in your beautiful eyes,
friendly and warm, even from a far.
We are in a middle of crowd,
yet to me
it feels like it's just you and me.
I can't help but to smile,
and then you smile back at me,
as I feel as I'm about to blush,
I cowardly look away,
and pretend I'm looking for someone else.
When all I am looking at,
it reminds me of you,
when I look back at you,
you go on your way,
and I head to my class
with a burning feeling inside.
My heart is still beating fast,
but slowly goes back to it's normal rhythm,
to it's normal pace,
and as calm myself,
and go back to being my normal self,
although I'm still smiling
with an image of you
in my head.
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Fragments of the Broken
Teen FictionJournal of broken pieces, where broken hearts and broken people lie on. Where you'll find things that you might've felt at a time or seen before your eyes. A projection, an art expression of things we keep, things we see. We are all Wallflowers, and...
