SparkA Poem by DarkRainbowPieIn the everyday hustle and bustle of life, you can end up meeting a lot of people. Many are forgettable, but some; you will never forget.
Sit there. Silent. Surrounded by all.
Crowded room. Tight space. Little air. People pass. People stop. People stay for awhile. The names of few you come to know. But then there's one... there's always one. That one that comes over and smiles. A question is asked, an answer is given, And it all starts from there. The hustle and bustle continues around you But you haven't a care in the world. You look in his eyes, you zone in on his words Surroundings become a mere blur. Time ticks on, hands racing in circles Hours congeal into one. But time waits for no one, and for now, it's all up. He's leaving and you're not even done. STOP. It's a name to remember A voice you have got to hear again. Importune him... for a 10 digit number It doesn't have to end here. On the journey of life, you meet many people Some stay, but many go. But if there's one... that one that smiles Make sure they stay for awhile. © 2015 DarkRainbowPieAuthor's Note
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Added on January 22, 2015Last Updated on January 26, 2015 Tags: love, friendship, feelings, relationships, spark, emotional, joy, happiness, love at first sight, people, meeting, memories AuthorDarkRainbowPieDublin, IrelandAboutHey there, guys. My name's Annie, I'm 18, from Ireland. All there is to really know about me is that I am a MASSIVE nerd (...would like to wager that I actually do live and breathe science at .. more..Writing
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