I believe in love.

You never talked to me.
You would pass me in the halls,
but our eyes never made contact,
until one day.

I believe in love.

You bumped into me.
It was a small incident,
but our eyes met.
I didn’t think much of it,
but you must have.

I believe in love.

You tried talking to me.
Innocent topics at first,
like school work and the weather.
I learned your name,
Michael.

I believe in love.

You would talk to me every day.
We became close friends,
and I started to trust you.
I even told you my secrets.

I believe in love.

You approached me one day.
You seemed nervous and unsure,
but you asked the question anyway.
You wanted to go on a date.
I said yes.

I believe in love.

You took me to the park.
Only you would take me there,
to my favorite place,
but I usually go during the day.
This was at night.

I believe in love.

We walked along the sidewalk.
You had a picnic set out for me,
full of sweets and candies.
We tried guessing the chocolates’ flavors.
We always got them wrong.

I believe in love.

We held hands as you pulled me along.
You told me you had something to show me,
but I already knew where we were going.
To the cherry blossom tree.
It was in bloom.

I believe in love.

We gazed into each other’s eyes.
I never realized how blue yours were,
or how mesmerizing they can be.
That was our first kiss.
The first of many.

I believe in love.

We went on several more dates.
Somewhere along the way,
I fell in love with you.
I don’t know when or where,
but I fell for you.
I fell hard.

I believe in love.

I thought you fell for me too.
Maybe you did at some point,
but I’ll never know.
You broke my heart.
You shattered it.

I used to believe in love.

I was walking down the halls.
I had got out of class early,
just so I could fix my appearance for you.
That’s when I saw you with her.
It killed me.

I used to believe in love.

I looked into your eyes as your lips separated.
They were full of surprise,
as if you thought I’d never find out.
My eyes filled with tears as I ran away.
That was the last time our eyes met.
The very last.

I used to believe in love.

I still pass you in the hallway.
I don’t look at you,
and you don’t look at me.
We’re simply back where we started.
Strangers.