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Oct 2014
I want to hold onto you, smile at you

But I don't know how

So I cling to him, familiarity

The unknown intimidates me

But I want you to know

I want *you
This came to me when, nervous about you, I clung to his arm in the hall laughing, prolonging my purgatory of Mr. Class of 2013 thoughts in calculus, when there you were...
God, the only thought on my mind was dropping everything and kissing you...
Instead I flushed red, averted my gaze - avoiding yours, and I clung to ******* pointless "familiarity," walking in the wrong **** direction, kicking myself...
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
(27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell)   
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   Juneau and Gavin Barnard
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