Scribble Scrabble

November 14, 2010
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I scribble
I scrabble
I try to hide it
Hoping no one knows besides me
The way I want things to be
I sketch his name lightly in pencil
On the paper I fold and put away
Then open again when no one looks
Keeping it in my book
He smiles I melt
He cries I sit by him
There I go again
But accidentally in pen
Covering it in my shirt
Thinking “S***!!!”
Hoping he doesn’t see
Looking into his eyes
And maybe just maybe
One day he will feel the same way

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