My heart stops beating, then speeds I blush and my cheeks are red It's only a glance of you I turn away. Enough said.
You walked by without a hi I try, try to look away But it's so hard, so so hard Seeing you, takes my breath away
That wind-swept, slightly long hair Your mysterious, thoughtful eyes That small chuckle that I love And your faded, old Levi's
Her small voice calling your name She whispering in your ear You laugh, reaching for her hand All I get, is one sad tear
Why her? Why isn't it me? I try blinking back the tears I try singing a song, but Your voice is all I can hear
Monday, August 18, 2008,10:17 PM |
i am fifteen years old, and fell in love with poetry recently.
okay, and maybe not only with that.
feel free to be inspired by the world. don't lock all your emotions inside you, express them and share.
share with someone who listens.
with the world.
the world needs more inspirations than tears, you know.
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."
thankyou for visiting. I hope something here makes you smile.