I Think He Likes Me

I think he likes me, 

I'm not quite sure.

I've never had this feeling before.

I told him I wanted to go to Stevens Institute of Tech.

He said he wanted to go to NYU,

Which is one of my choices too.

He told me something awfully weird.

He said I want to spend a weekend in NYC together.

Shoot, does that mean I'll have to see him forever?

I had a dream once,

He kissed me.

In Central Park, under a great big willow tree.

Oh my gosh is this really happening?

Is my dream going to play out in real life,

Am I going to become his wife?

But I don't know if I'm ready for that.

I can't picture myself with anyone.

But what if he is "the one?"

What if we go on and have kids?

Would I get to choose the names because I'm already dead.

The girl would be Winifred,

But we'd call her Winnie.

And the boy, well we'd call him Sebastian.

Seb or Sebbie would be put into action.

What if he wants more than two kids?

Oh, that's too bad, he'll just have to deal.

He's not the one giving birth, for real.

He most certainly will not be in my apartment.

Unless he has nowhere to go,

Then we can watch a tv show.

But he most definitely will not be sleeping in my bed.

Unless of course I'm not there,

If I were, I'd sleep in the chair.

Maybe I'm overexaggerating the shirtless snaps,

Maybe he's just too comfortable around me.

If not, I think I'll move to Tennessee.

- Hannah Rickert, high schooler

These events actually happened,

Besides moving to Tennessee,

So contact me,

If you please,

To hear more about my story.

They are all sure to bring glory!