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my mind wandered far from where it should've been health exam diagram of the heart. I hear the beating of my own heart I feel it sulk down into my chest. I look to my right and see a boy who sits with a look of arrogance on his face the very boy I've silently loved for months now I'm sure he knows, I'd be surprised if he didnt ever since september I've been hot on his tail whenever I got the chance pure desperation He's your typical teenage heartbreaker Varsity well, everything  since freshman year his blue eyes painted a mystery begging to be solved he has not a care in the world for anyone besides himself so here i am bashing the boy I myself boost onto a pedestal it seems so strange strange that i'd be so compelled to practically worship the ground he walks on Stranger, is how I'm able to write all of this with him a mere 24 inches away he could glance to his left and read all of this crystal clear It's funny how much I claim to hate him, all while being so attracted to him I guess that's the difference between love and attraction I love his physical being, even the idea of him until it comes to who he his beneath his skin Cocky. Self centered. Rude. Unaware of his surroundings. Impulsive.
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 12:39 AM UTC
The difference between love and attraction
my mind wandered far from where it should've been health exam diagram of the heart. I hear the beating of my own heart I feel it sulk down into my chest. I look to my right and see a boy who sits with a look of arrogance on his face the very boy I've silently loved for months now I'm sure he knows, I'd be surprised if he didnt ever since september I've been hot on his tail whenever I got the chance pure desperation He's your typical teenage heartbreaker Varsity well, everything  since freshman year his blue eyes painted a mystery begging to be solved he has not a care in the world for anyone besides himself so here i am bashing the boy I myself boost onto a pedestal it seems so strange strange that i'd be so compelled to practically worship the ground he walks on Stranger, is how I'm able to write all of this with him a mere 24 inches away he could glance to his left and read all of this crystal clear It's funny how much I claim to hate him, all while being so attracted to him I guess that's the difference between love and attraction I love his physical being, even the idea of him until it comes to who he his beneath his skin Cocky. Self centered. Rude. Unaware of his surroundings. Impulsive.
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Jun 13, 2015 at 12:39 AM UTC
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