I want to share something with you that’s really
embarrassing to me, now that I’m rereading it. There’s this little poem/story I
wrote last year when I had a crush on some guy on football team. I was like
‘omg he’s so hot’ or ‘but his eyes though!!’. He is so irrelevant now. I’m
acquiescing about showing you but I’m going to do it anyways. So cue the
embarrassment. It’s called #31 …
p.s. I want to apologize ahead of time for any grammar
errors. XD
“His eyes are so
captivating; so green and beautiful. I don’ think he notices me. We catch eyes
from time to time, but I don’t think it means anything. People catch eyes all
the time.
He’s on the football
team. I’ve memorized his jersey number by now, reciting it over and over again
n my head. During football games, I would always cheer him, knowing he’d never
hear me. If I look in his direction, its as if he’s looking right at me.
Although I’d like to think all eyes were on me, he may have just been looking
at one of the cheerleader. Oh, how I despise cheerleaders.
I’ve never talked to
him, not once. I’m too shy to…
I’ve seen him from
time to time on my way to 2nd period, 4th period, and
lunch. Lunchtime is glorious. He sits at the table right behind mine. I moved
tables just to be closer. Being near him makes me think of all the things I
wish we could be. But it’ll never happen. All I am to him is another person in
the crowd.”
And there you have it…one of the most pitiful times of my
life. I cringed when I was writing this…I hope your happy. If you laughed, I
understand.
Quote of the day: Don’t obsess over a boy. Most of the time,
it leads you nowhere…(as you can see)
xoxo
