Him

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Authors note: this is my poem please don't use it without permission(it's happened before okay)

I was sitting on the field bored out of my mind

And then I saw him

His blonde hair and blue eyes that looked oh so kind

He wore a blanket as a cape and called himself Superman

This all happened while my friend was trying to get a tan

He sat next to me and started to flirt

While my friend was drawing in the dirt

He flirted and flirted and then I realized

I like him, and he's a grade seven

His name was Brendan

He flirted and flirted and flirted some more

I thought he liked me

Buuuuuut then she started to talk about her

Her name was Ayla and she was his

And by his I mean his girlfriend

And my heart was crushed

Right then and there

And now I can't stop thinking about him

But he walks around like he hasn't got a care

I'll never understand how's boys really work

If you do plz pm me

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