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May 2013
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
Cupid always hits at the worst possible times...
Mustafa Mars
Written by
Mustafa Mars  California
(California)   
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