I sit in the corner,
carv his name into the pages of my notebook,
Think about his eyes,
dream how it would be to be with him,
All this from,
AFAR!
Your eyes they draw me in,
As i stand behind the cover of my locker,
You wear the jacket,
The letters of jock printed huge.
I notice all this,
From AFAR
I sit alone,
Eating lunch,
When the face i love,
is across from me.
My heart flutter,
My knees shake,
I know if i were to stand,
They would go weak.
All the excitement,
My face goes wet,
Tears are falling,
You reach out your gentle hands,
They disappear,
We talk,
Well more like you talk,
My lips can't move,
to nervous.
You say prom?
My mind goes mad.
My mouth says YES.
The night ends our lips touch.
My dreams come true,
May dream man from
AFAR,
No longer dreaming from,
AFAR,
Hes mine.
A contest entry
- I am lonely I would Like an AP Girlfriend by Folklor.
300 points, ended June 12, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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'I sit in the corner,
carv his name into the pages of my notebook,
Think about his eyes,
dream how it would be to be with him,
All this from,
AFAR!'
this was beautiful! I loved thi the second I read the firs verse and it got better becasue you structure alays came back to AFAR it was wonderful. well done.
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awww wow, i really like the ending, i always find it sweet when soemone calls another their own *blushes*
good luck in the contest
takecare
stephanie
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