More than Friends

A Poem by Taylor

I see this little girl
Sitting all alone
I see this little boy
Wishing he was home
These two are nervous
But yet the say not a word
They just sit there
Waiting for someone

The little boy is crying silently
The little girl is thinking quietly
If only they could see each other
Each other will see that little gleam of hope
Hope for a friend to hold their hand
To guide them through this unusual land

As the day comes to a close
They gather their things
The little boy runs out the door
And the little girl just walks and looks at the floor
As they walk out onto the street
The boy isn't paying attention of what's in front of him
The little girl is staring at her feet
When all of a sudden she drops her books
She realizes what hit her
and she instantly starts to cry
The little boy just looks at her and says "Why?"
The little girl just says "You hit me"
And the little boy says, "I'm Sorry"
He walks over to her books and picks them up
The little girl just looks at him straight up,
and says," You are the one that I need, you helped me"
The little boy says, "Will you be friends with me please."

So they walked away
All the way to the park to play
and till this day they have been friends
They always have each others backs
This time though they are in love as a matter of fact