I met you on the horizon
Of my new way of life.
It was the morning of the first day
In the institution of May.
You stood in the background,
Touchable, but so far away.
You followed me a little,
I suppose it was cute.
But I hope my cluelessness
Didn't drive you away.
I wish I could read you better,
But to be fair,
I've only met you twice.
You're quiet
And I believe you're shy.
I'm between a few hopefuls,
Yet they don't know it.
Unless it's all in my head,
As you are in your own.
But I'm glad that I have your number,
Though I don't know
If I have the nerve to call.
I have the courage
To dress like a freak show,
But starting a relationship
Is nothing like that at all.
I'm afraid to hurt you,
I don't want to be
The one that makes you fall.
Author's Note:
This was also from the beginning of my Freshman year in college. This boy is not my friend from the last poem and he hasn't appeared in any of the previous poems. We barely knew each other and for some reason, I was just drawn to him. It didn't work out though.
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The Songs of The Gullible Wiseman: The Early Poems of Maddy Kobar 2008-2013
PoetryA young writer's newly released first collection of poems. Written during the tumultuous and at times troubling years of high school and the more forgiving and enlightening years of college, Maddy Kobar captures what it was like to have come of age...
