So loud that I heard nothing else. When your eyes rested on my face it was painful. I would burn red, leaking emotions and overheating. I panicked and fled.
Quietly loving you from the hidden shadows. I spent all my time alone thinking of you, Imagining things that were never to be.
My pair of gloves you tried on calling, "cool," Well I never forgot and I held them close. You gave me a nickname, "JK." It stands for joke. I am a joke.
This is cute. A little creepy to be honest, but then again kids can be creepy. I don't even remember my first crush. I swear I've been having crushes since I started having conscious thoughts.
your a poet with creativity,this piece is truthful,I admire how you were Able to figure this out and apply it to what you do best..nice work keep this up......he actually called you a joker
I've read most of you poems(cause I was interested) and I think your writing style is very interesti.. read moreI've read most of you poems(cause I was interested) and I think your writing style is very interesting and unique in its own different way. I hope you continue writing great poems like this one.
9 Years Ago
Thank you and yes I will x) I really appreciate the encouragement!
9 Years Ago
Some poems express emotions and others show complexity and yours somehow meet in the middle and I li.. read moreSome poems express emotions and others show complexity and yours somehow meet in the middle and I like it.