You really were'nt real
By jessiah Smith
The first time I saw you I focused on you. I'm sure you remember me dragging
down the hall. You turned around and I melted in your beautiful deep blue eyes.
Soon after that we failed to speak but in secret I couldn't forget you. The
memories of you are burned in my head.
Eventually I got my wish you surprised me with a text and i Just stared at the dark already timed out screen. We had to much in common could you truly be real?
I opened up to you and told
myself these cant be lies. Are you real?
I thought to myself Don't screw me over because im gonna be real, you crossed my mind before I
crossed you in the hallway. You smiled now when you saw me and I know now the secrets they held.
we used to talk everyday but its all over now and I have been hurt and reborn again. My shield is up and won't be breached again.
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