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I remember a boy,      he had blond hair and blue eyes. When I was eleven,        heasked me to go on a date,                    I had never been on a date before... We went to the movies,         I dont remember much about it. Only the feeling of nervousness          in my tummy. It wasn't like the nervousness        I got when I was older though. It was the blushing,           silly,               tripping over feet                   and head butting each other when trying to kiss                        kind of nervousness. I think the movie we saw was Cars        and he may have tried to hold me hand once. The part I remember the most,         was when we were in his room,               and my head was resting on his tummy,                    and we were looking at eachother                        with a fondness in our eyes                               I have rarely seen,                                   maybe never. And I could hear his tummy making noises,                     and it sounded like when you put your ears beneath the water in the bathtub,      and you hear everything that isn't normally there. I started to fall asleep,        with my face still on his soft tummy,            and I think he was still looking at me. My last thought before drifting off was;             'His tummy is kind of like mine,                  bigger than most,          but really soft and comforting,           the perfect tummy to fall                       asleep on.'                        ................. I remembered you today,         boy with the blond hair and blue eyes. I remembered how we went on a date,                my first date,                   and how your tummy matched mine. I remembered how my father said;            '*What a cute, fat little couple'* And how I didn't know how to deal with that,              how I didn't know how to tell you,                   so I didn't tell you anything... I wonder how much would have changed,        if you would have been,              instead of him. I even remembered your name today,                it was Jacob
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Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 12:31 AM UTC
Jacob
I remember a boy,      he had blond hair and blue eyes. When I was eleven,        heasked me to go on a date,                    I had never been on a date before... We went to the movies,         I dont remember much about it. Only the feeling of nervousness          in my tummy. It wasn't like the nervousness        I got when I was older though. It was the blushing,           silly,               tripping over feet                   and head butting each other when trying to kiss                        kind of nervousness. I think the movie we saw was Cars        and he may have tried to hold me hand once. The part I remember the most,         was when we were in his room,               and my head was resting on his tummy,                    and we were looking at eachother                        with a fondness in our eyes                               I have rarely seen,                                   maybe never. And I could hear his tummy making noises,                     and it sounded like when you put your ears beneath the water in the bathtub,      and you hear everything that isn't normally there. I started to fall asleep,        with my face still on his soft tummy,            and I think he was still looking at me. My last thought before drifting off was;             'His tummy is kind of like mine,                  bigger than most,          but really soft and comforting,           the perfect tummy to fall                       asleep on.'                        ................. I remembered you today,         boy with the blond hair and blue eyes. I remembered how we went on a date,                my first date,                   and how your tummy matched mine. I remembered how my father said;            '*What a cute, fat little couple'* And how I didn't know how to deal with that,              how I didn't know how to tell you,                   so I didn't tell you anything... I wonder how much would have changed,        if you would have been,              instead of him. I even remembered your name today,                it was Jacob
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Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 12:31 AM UTC
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