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HauntingWhat have you done to me?
I think Ive fallen Im not sure
Youre just too cute for your own good
I catch you all the time
The looks you give me
They make me melt and smile
No one has ever done that before
Yet I cant seem to talk to you
You were always so quite and closed off
I want to be the one to break down the barrier
The only thing keeping me back is my insecurities
They always throw the negative in my face
Ive tried to forget about them but they haunt me
More then the haunting browns of your eyes
Every time I catch you, I try to hide the smile
Everyone seems to know but you
Maybe you do but you wont make the first move
Why cant you see that you the only one in this hell hole for me?
Maybe if I can get over the negative, you can help me with the positive
Its something Im going to have to pin my hopes on
But why is it soo hard?
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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