The Other Day

I kissed a boy the other day.

I've never done that before.

I think I could have gotten in trouble.

It was all so sudden.

But that's okay.

It would have been worth it.

We were in the middle of the soccer field.

I had the ball.

He tackled me.

I fell on top of him.

I guess you can see where this is going.

But no one saw.

We were alone.

It was perfect.

I kissed him.

And he kissed me back.

The

Other

Day...

He was beautiful.

      He is beautiful.

Author's Note

This isn't really what I normally write, in fact it's rather different. Anyway, I like it... I think. Lol. Anyway, this didn't actually happen. I'm a dreamer. Ha ha. Please leave a review, what you liked, think could be improved. There's always room for improvement!! :P Thanks so much for the read, you have no idea how much it means to me.

Reviews

[BLBrown]

This is really sweet. I thought it was real so you did a good job. Dreaming is always good and expressing it in poetry is even better! Keep writing!!

[SheActsLikeSummer]

Oh, yey. I'm really glad you think so. I tried to make it as real and... um... what's the word? I forget. Oh well. Thanks so much! :)

[Skye]

Don't worry, I'm a dreamer too. :) I like this poem, it is so innocent and speaks of a beautiful soul. Beautiful.

[SheActsLikeSummer]

What would this world be without them, dreams I mean. Thank you, I really appreciate it.