Open Poetry #48 |
If we met back then..... |
twistedpup Member
since 2011-02-25
Posts 115 |
Blue hair Guy There you are sitting on the P.A.C steps, eyes glazed over with a blank stare. Black hoodie up covering what looks to be blue hair and an eye brow peircing. I stare for a second wondering. Then you speak, your voice is shy and low. Suddenly in the midst of my thoughts I hear the bell ring, almost dropping everything quickly looking away, hoping you didn't see. Early to 2nd block the next day, just to leave a note at your seat. Watching as you open it with a smirk and begin to read. You look at me... I told you I thought your hair was neat also how your peircing is kinda sexy. Wondering what you're thinking. 80 minutes, going crazy. Nothing you walk by with a grin not saying a thing. I walk quickly out into the main hall, you've dissapeared into the crowd. Dressed in black no one sees me. Not even you, the blue haired guy in second block with the eye brow peircing. I turn up mp3 It was tuesday. Now its friday. Sitting near the lunchroom exit across form the P.A.C you walk by dropping a note in front of me with out a word,with a smirk. You walk to where you always sit on the stairs. In the note, you tell me your name, you say you have noticed me also that you seen me nearly drop everything. The last thing is what gets my attention four simple words... I like you too... Walking down the hall to the P.A.C for the last twenty minutes of the day. My heart pounding. There you are on the stairs, black hoodie covering a black hat, cocked side ways. When you look me, my stomach begins jumping. With out a word you kiss my cheek. I blush alittle, you smile at me. Then those words slip so sweet between your soft lips "will you go out with me?" Barely able to catch my breath I say yes. Note: For those readers wondering what P.A.C is, it's what we used to call the Performing Arts Center in my highschool. *hugs* |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
The last thing is what gets my attention four simple words... I like you too... Those four words don't lose their power as we age. They can make arthritic knees weak! LOL I enjoyed this immensely! |
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