To the boy with the blue-green shoes,
Because that is how I know you
For I can’t look in your eyes.
Thank god you always wear that pair.
To the boy with the curly hair
Because I don’t know your name
I am much too shy to ask
And afraid you will not want mine.
To the boy with the smile so sad,
Because I wish that you could know
That I will miss you when I
Let you leave, but can’t let you go
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
To the boy with the blue-green shoes,
Because that is how I know you
For I can’t look in your eyes.
Thank god you always wear that pair.
To the boy with the curly hair
Because I don’t know your name
I am much too shy to ask
And afraid you will not want mine.
To the boy with the smile so sad,
Because I wish that you could know
That I will miss you when I
Let you leave, but can’t let you go
For anyone who read Fireball Whiskey this is the poem alluded to at the end. I wrote this eight months ago.
