Elementary Love

Elementary Love

A Chapter by Truman S. Booth
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Back when I was just three foot five

I met the

First girl who made me feel so alive

That I’d do

Anything that I knew how to do

To attract those beautiful eyes of blue

 

But now I’ve grown up

And seen a couple women

But every time I cut the line

And just go back to swimmin’

‘Cause I feel like

Something’s always missin’

And this might sound crazy

But baby, please listen!

 

As I cross the street

There are springs beneath my feet

Now my search is complete

Lonely’s gone

Haven’t met since grade two

But I’m still in love with you

Guess my heart always knew

You’re the one

 

This ain’t no elementary love

This feels like something from above

Just like Tag on the big toy

You’re my girl, and I’m your boy

Let’s go back to the recesses of

Our elementary love

 

Tap you on the shoulder and you

Turn around

I ask you how you’re doin’ there’s no

Smile or frown

Just a blank face like “Do I know you?”

I said “We met back in grade two”

 

And then you light up

And shout my name delighted

And just ‘cause you remember

I get even more excited

But I freeze up

And rush through my goodbye’s and

My feet try to leave but

My heart starts to fight it

 

As I walk away

My heart tries to make me stay

‘S like my soul’s tryin’ to say

“I’m not done”

Haven’t met since grade two

But I’m still in love with you

Guess my heart always knew

You’re the one

 

This ain’t no elementary love

This feels like something from above

Just like Tag on the big toy

You’re my girl, and I’m your boy

Let’s go back to the recesses of

Our elementary love

 

Do you remember holding hands

Underneath the monkey bars

Life has never been so grand

Since our hands were torn apart

 

This ain’t no elementary love

This feels like something from above

Just like Tag on the big toy

You’re my girl, and I’m your boy

Let’s go back to the recesses of

Our elementary�"

 

This ain’t no elementary love

This feels like something from above

Just like Tag on the big toy

You’re my girl, and I’m your boy

Let’s go back to the recesses of

Our elementary love


© 2011 Truman S. Booth


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Truman S. Booth
Truman S. Booth

the Bubble, UT



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I am a young writer, but I believe that talent knows no age--although they tend to increase together. There are a few things I love, and a few things I hate. I love language, piano, animated movie.. more..

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