unrequited love

a poem about classroom love, we were ten and I thought the world revolved around him

You are perfection personified

sitting there with

your dark cascading curls

and luscious pink lips,

too pretty for a boy

and those soulful blue eyes

that dance mischievously

as you chatter and laugh and smile

with your friends...

but ...never at me....not ever at me

Reviews

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~ oh... this is so cute... i adore the line "too pretty for a boy"... i remember one of 'em boys... they seem so unreal... ~ loved this post... :)

[Speak in Silence]

This is a great piece. Even though short it has a lot of emotion. Good luck :)

[New Dawn]

Thank you - sometimes good things come in little packages :}

[Speak in Silence]

You're welcome :), that's very very true :)

[Marie]

Being in love at ten can be terrible. It happened to me. And In some way I never did get over it.