I'm Stupid Because I Love YouA Story by HannahI stared into your deep, sparkling, blue eyes for a few amazing seconds when I experienced a strong wave of love that I constantly felt for you overwhelm me. It was a powerful, warm feeling and reminded me of why I was helplessly in love with you. I quickly shifted my gaze as the feeling became overwhelming and too intense. My eyes flickered away focusing on a single blade of grass which was alone in a crowded confusing world of green. Meters of short spiky dry grass separated us as we lay facing each other on the small school field. What my friend was saying sounded like a soft murmur in the background which was gradually helping me to regain awareness. This wasn’t just a story or a dream this was really happening. You were really here with me. I hadn’t seen you in four months and us meeting today was unbelievable. In my head I was hysterically screaming I LOVE YOU if only you could read my mind. If only I could read yours . . . I wanted to say something I wanted to explain how I felt, but I couldn’t I wasn’t that brave. I was feeble and weak simply pathetic. You looked so different. You weren’t wearing your signature hat and your long blonde curls had been cut replaced with a short brown wavy mess. I loved it. I loved you so how couldn’t I? Your swagger had become less obvious and your facial expressions less dramatic. You seemed wiser, older, and healthier and your face seemed to glow. You looked experienced more knowledgeable of what was happening around you as if something eventful had happened to you lately to create this change. The exact same thing had happened to me so I was yet again surprised as to how compatible we were. ‘You look great.’ I muttered. You smiled awkwardly I couldn’t tell what he was thinking or how he was processing my comment. Wow I’m an idiot. Is that all I can say? Well at least I said something. Every movement and word you uttered I tried to interpret constantly contemplating whether you still loved me. When we began to walk I was aware of your strong hands firmly pulled down to your sides. I desperately wanted to reach out and tightly grasp your hand and pull you closer. I wondered whether you would have wanted me to. The hardest part was saying goodbye. I was confused and stumbled around. Old memories flashed through my mind haunting me. I remember how we used to say goodbye . . . This was so different. I wasn’t even sure if I should hug you. Did ‘friends’ do that? Haha friends what a joke. We could never just be friends. We would always be more than that. Always. Even you must realize what we had was unforgettable. That night after I saw you I cried. I cried not because I was suffering. I cried not because I was upset. I cried because I was happy! This was the happiest I had been in a long while. For the first time in ages I was smiling. Every night I would dream about seeing you again and now I finally had. IT FELT AMAZING! Today I’m writing this in class because I can’t concentrate. My vision suddenly becomes blurred and I can only focus on you. On your perfect face that I miss so much. I’m still stunned. I wish people knew how I felt. I wish everyone understood. I feel lucky even though this love brought pain it brought new experiences and new feelings that I know hardly anyone my age has felt. For once I’m HAPPY! Everything is going to be fine. With you nothing else matters all the major horrible depressing problems I’m about to face I will no longer care about. I will only care about you. So all I need now is for you to love me back. I never gave up on you so PLEASE don’t give on me. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. And I always will. . . © 2011 HannahAuthor's Note
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Added on April 5, 2011Last Updated on April 7, 2011 AuthorHannahAboutHannah, 15. New Zealand. I'd love anyone to review my poems I really aprreciate it, thanks. :) more..Writing
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