Diary of An Adolescent

PART 4.

Dear Crush,

  I would go over the hills for you, I've been searching skies for you, looking under the rug. Words run from my tongue as I see you standing under the sun. You make me look like an idiot in the hallways as you smile. Your voice is like running through the woods echoing trough my eardrums. I begin to float in the sky as your words create a subtle poetry, leaving a trail of aroma leading me home. I reminisce the sun touching your skin, the teacher leading you to the board as I'm entrance, but as I think that's the only time I actually paid attention in math. I dream how my hand would be a puzzle piece for yours, and having to trail through your dark brown hair while drowning in your sienna eyes. Telling myself I couldn't be in heaven if you weren't around me, we would be traveling the universe but I can only stare. Love is amazing, and weird. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you the truth, if only I wouldn't commit to the lies. Maybe the infatuation is real, would you say "yes.."

                                                                                                                              Sincerely,

                                                                                                                                   Your secret admirer.