my first loveA Poem by setteIt
was crush at first sight. I
was a geeky seventeen year old, Wearing
thick eyeglasses ‘coz
without them, I
can’t see a thing. Then
he entered the room, So
cocky and full of himself, His
eyes were full of mischief, His
mouth can’t seem to stop talking. It
was a major subject Under
a rigid professor, I
was surprised that he was A
History student, Failed
the subject for three Straight
times. He
was proud of this Achievement, Had
the guts to ask me If
I can tutor him. I
just stared back, Can’t
utter a single word, He
was a brat, And
I hate brats. But
then fate had Something
else in mind. The
guy is someone more than A
brat, He
was a lonely soul. Started
a beautiful friendship, One
with understanding and openness. It
could have led to something more, But
he received no encouragement. After
the term, He
has to leave for Uncle Sam, He
asked me for one last time, Can
I wait for him? I
told him No. ‘coz
I know it will never work, Friendship
is the only thing Between
us And
that is definitely okay. © 2018 setteReviews
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