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I've had pain,
And loss,
But I hear you have too.
You've had it rough,
I can tell.
We are alike,
In many ways.
Two problems,
You haven't met me,
I haven't met you.
I see you,
Feel that i know you.
You look at me,
Past me,
Right through me.
I've never been this way,
Boys are just friends.
It is/was this way because,
Who wants me?
I have too many problems,
And i share them with whomever will listen.
Some guys listen to the short version,
A few the longer version,
None the whole story.
Then they turn around,
Walk away,
Soon they come back,
Just friends.
they're all different,
Yet the same.
you're just different.
I see how you listen to your friends.
Can I be one?
I see how you laugh so easily.
Can I join?
How you talk of your exs.
Can I be your last?
You do so like no other.
I know I'm not the prettiest,
Maybe not the hottest,
The funniest.
But I can listen.
I can talk and
I'm not always depressed,
Just always alone.
The way I just want to talk to you,
See you smile,
Make you laugh,
It is crazy.
Then again,
So is life.
I don't know what is wrong with me,
Or is it the only "normal" thing that has happened?
Usually, I can go up to a guy,
Start talking,
But not you.
You are different.
I don't know how,
But you are.
For the first time,
first time in a long time,
I feel shy,
But here i am.
I'm here to chat,
To listen,
Be friends and some day,
Just maybe,
Something more.

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