Amelia Owen

Amelia Owen Apr 2015

I caught you looking at me
It was probably just a coincidence
But to keep myself from falling apart
I'll stick to believing it wasn't

I wrote this a week or two ago when I realized I liked this boy again because about 3/4 of the times I looked at him, he was already looking at me. And yesterday on the bus (for a school band thing) he sat next to me and I still feel so flustered.

#boy #crush #relevant

Amelia Owen Apr 2015

Diamonds

I haven't written in a while
Have my words lost their touch?
The gold in my mind has all melted
Though diamonds are growing in its place

#gold #thoughts #diamonds

Amelia Owen Apr 2015

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I'd like to think
That I'm a poet
But I know I'm not
And I'd like to think that after today
I'd put my pen down
But I know I won't
Even when my hands are shaking
And I feel so weak
I'll keep writing down
Every thought I have

Tell me if you think for a good name for this poem. (Please.)

#poetry #thoughts #poets

Amelia Owen Apr 2015

Blue (Again)

He wore blue today
I wonder if it's his favorite color
Maybe he likes my (blue) hair
Maybe he likes me

I decided to write a letter to the guy I like (the one I write poems about) and I wasn't planning on giving it to him, but my best friend Hannah did and he said he'll tell me tomorrow? If he accepts or rejects me liking him I guess? I'm so scared.

#crush #blue #boys #someone #ugh #liking

Amelia Owen Apr 2015

Eyes

Everyone is amazed
When they see my blue hair
But does anyone look at his blue eyes?
Does anyone marvel at them?
Maybe I'm the only one
Who thinks they're magical

THIS BOY

#eyes #crush #blue #hair #magic #someone #liking

Amelia Owen Apr 2015

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If you see me with this big white notebook in my arms
it's because I can't get you off my mind
and I want to write down
every stupid poem that I think of
just in case it's a masterpiece

I still haven't stopped thinking about him.

#sad #crush #someone #liking

Amelia Owen Apr 2015

Home

They told me to think of home
And home is usually a building or at least a town
But I never thought that when they told me to think of home
I would think of you

Not my idea. All of my poems are about boys. Crushes.

#home #boy #crush #someone #liking