Dear Life

Friday, December 21, 2007

flirting

He sits nearby,
close enough
for the scent of his body
to bring my heart to a beat
to bring my heart to a halt;
for his presence
to run through me
to give me shivers;
he sits nearby
and he flirts,
on the phone or
with the girl sitting to his side;
i smile a sad smile and look away;
he flirts
and i hate myself
and i just stand up and walk away

1 Comments:

  • At 5:03 PM, Blogger The Dark Knight said…

    wow, that's...like a slap. I remember my high school days feeling like that. Someone kinda draws you in and then they're busy talking with someone else.
    :( Life

     

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