jake, by gentalhonesty Subscribe to rss feed for gentalhonesty

9th period,
yesterday,
i don't speak,
what if i took a peak,
oh no,
hes looking,
1st period,
look at you reading your boo,
so peaceful,
so pure,
2nd period,
i stare at the clock,
i wait,
i wish we were next to each other,
3rd period,
i am so excited,
you will be in the hall soon,
i cant wait,
4th period,
its almost time for gym,
then lunch,
then i can see you my dear,
5th period,
i almost trip,
not focusing my attention on anything but the clock,
6th period,
i nearly run to lunch,
i see you,
we make eye contact,
i was close to melting,
i give you my most embarrassed smile ever,
i feel my cheeks get rosy-red,
i look down and walk to my table,
7th period,
i still feel the magic your smile left me with,
it lingers to my fingers and gives my the power to write
this,
8th period,
don't worry my dear,
we will see each other in 42 minutes,
i cant wait,
9th period,
i take my seat,
you slide in and sit down,
i try to hold back the smile,
i am going to ask,
hear i go,
"Jake," i say then to be interrupted by "okay class,"
i missed my chance again,
but don't worry there's always tomorrow!
Posted: 2011-12-18 02:12:30 UTC

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