Summer sun,
winter air.
Here we are together,
standing there.
Hands intertwined,
i feel your heartbeat close to mine.
Our sweet laughter becomes one,
just the same as the starry July sky & the blazing summer sun.
When i get cold you wrap me in your arms,
& quickly take me away from all the worlds harms.
You walk me home like the gentlman you are,
then you kiss me beneath the the moon & the stars.
It's getting late & your mom expects you home,
you kiss me one more time & it's time for you to go.
You leave me standing there all alone,
but the feeling follows me all the way home.
Even when you're not close,
between our two heartbeats i feel yours the most.
I am lost in your beautiful brown eyes,
even though im staring at the big blue summer sky.

      *(a.n.p.)

I always had you
In the back corner of my mind
In an attic full of "maybes"
And in a closet of "almosts"

So why am I hoping
That your maybe means yes
And your almost is a definitely?

not blue, not green
o, nothing loud
not pink, not red
gray
mo·not·o·nous
simple, relaxing
the color of rain clouds
and sleeping in
on a tuesday morning
and the cool breeze
of a lake in january
and the smell of pavement
after it rains
*n.d.

Wanting, waiting, wishing
if only you could see.
I gaze, I craze, I change my ways
hoping you will notice me.

For I am no beauty queen,
far from it at the least.
handsome you are but not am I
My chance has been decreased

You would probably find me crazy
if you found out how I have felt.
But who is to blame for this one?
Love cannot be dealt.

I am no good with relationships.
But love, I can offer it.

Give me a pen,
I will write you a novel.
Give me a boat,
I will sail you across the seven seas.

Just give me your affection,
and pull me close.
I can give you my fragile heart
if you promise to love me your most.

It ****** me off that no matter how over you I am,
   I still get that flipping feeling in my stomach
       every time we make eye contact.
                             *******.
It's not like I want you back or anything. I don't
    even LIKE you. So what is it then? Lust?
In all honesty, I don't want you in my life at all.
    You're not good for me. Deceiving little siren.
I loved that moment when you realized I'm
     no longer under your spell. I'm free from your
         binding hands and false promises.
                             Free at last
                            *Free at last

I only see you in my class
Constantly focusing on your school work
While I keep getting lost looking at you
Trying to figure out what I'm gonna say when I finally
Finally swallow my pride and...
But I can't
Not cause I don't think I can san what I want to say
But cause my mind freezes up around you
I start to talk fast and can't keep up with what words I say so I start to mumble and lose track of what I was originally saying and everything comes together like one long sentence that seems to never end for days
You don't even know me
And I barely know you myself
But I just want to get to know you more
I want you to learn the inside of my mind
So you can understand why I'm the way I am around you

See, I can barely contain this hopeless romantic inside of me
Who's trying to maintain the constant pain gained from the past
That never lasts but seems to cast a dark shadow around me
Only to be overcast by the radiant light you give off
Being in your mere prescence creates a situational hazard
I just can't avoid
Or I choose to meet head on with my inner Self
Creating conflict concerning whether or not
I should even say one word to you
Knowing one of two results will unfold
Either you choose to avoid me and this possible story ends
Or you become interested in where this story is heading
Honestly, I'm hoping for the latter
Cause I want to progress this little narrative
From chapter one of meeting you
To chapter two of getting to know you
Then to chapter three
Where I admit my feelings towards you
If only that were possible
But the truth of the matter is
I would only have so long to really create such a story
And even if we were to make it so far
We wouldn't know if our respective goals would
Take us down the same path
Or lead to a fork where we're forced to
Split for an unknown period of time and
Test out whether we could outlast time
As if we were doing time for a crime of loving one another
And sacrificing on a dime for the sublime feeling of love and trust

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