His Name Was Bobby

His name was Bobby. Angelic eyes; light blue. Nothing like anyone I had ever seen Blonde hair Odd for a boy I thought Giggled better than me I was completely smitten He was smitten too With Joyce, another blonde angel Sweet girl whom I immediately decided to not like in any way He did not know I was alive Could not tell me apart from my identical twin I tried, but it did not work. My love went to the other side quickly He whom I had loved and dreamed about I now hated with a passion It is odd how you can go from love to hate when you are in kindergarten.