i used to dream of our fingers interlaced as we walked towards our home.
like young children playing mommy and daddy, or kings and queens on thrones.
i used to wonder if one day your lips would somehow meet mine.
if someday you'd kiss me, and my knees would go weak, and my eyes blind.
i used to hope that maybe one day you'd somehow like me back.
but then i remembered that would probably
give me a heart attack
because boys like you
would never even take a second glance
at a girl like me,
and sadly i guess that's just how it has to be.

-s.p.