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His Love

I wake up in the morning and get ready for school, I walk into chemistry thinking what a tool, I look over to meet his glance, And I ask myself is this my second chance, Into history I stride, I walk in with my head held high, As I sit down I notice once again his glare, I ask my self why he constantly stares, Listening to the teacher drone on and on, To bad I couldn't be listening to my favorite song, At that instant I notice his bright blue eyes, Their crystal clear like the gorgeous open skies, Walking alone to my next class, I notice him catching up fast, First word that was said, I freaked out instead, In my mind I was contemplating, Should I talk to him, Step out of my box, Show him I'm a sly fox, Next day I sit in the same spot, To my amazement he's so hot, We talk and talk, And walk and walk, He's now my closest friend, Could I believe it in the end, To this day he's all mine, He's even my favorite Valentine!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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