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Feb 2014
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he's perfect to me even if he wears a paper bag,
if only time slows down when we play games together
and it feels like my heart starts to lag,
my fingers shakily pressing the keyboard

it seems crazy that I like a tall boy,
cliche things are running in my brain right now
teasing, hugging, the "on my tiptoes kiss" and a kiss on my temple
the horror-themed games we both want to play,
I can be the compass and guide you on your way

the name he owns matches his features,
plus his light laughs that I want to keep in my head
I try not to worry about my future,
knowing that I am out of his league

is there someone who can read minds?
and help me read out his thoughts,
just to put an end to this sleepless nights
I want to stop being a hopeless romantic teen

but why can't I just delete or restart everything?...
woah
Gariel
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Gariel  USA
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