September 21
When love began for me in those hollow halls;
as the lockers slamed; I smiled,
All day I thought about only him, streching my thoughts
farther, and farther.
Cramming history notes into my bookbag as the bell rings,
rushing out just to see him.
Where is he? In the loud hallways lockers slam shut and people
push you out of the way just to get by.
Then, there he is.
2 comments:
Wuz good fierre i really like your writing luv u!
I love the ending. ♥ It stops the action from the halls and slows it down. I like it !
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