Loving Dislike

As she sits in a distance, She spots his face That smile, She begins to love, Not just like. In a huge crowd she knows him, The funny story is… At times… She doesn’t like him But all the same She knows him. That voice Really mean but sometimes sweet. Call her undecided When it comes to him, She clueless… As she sits in a distance, She watches him… He’s times with others And he’s moments alone. She looks. As he leans against the wall, One leg up, Doing the usual, You know… “Vibin” But still… she thinks… at times… she doesn’t like him. He looks her way, She rolls her eyes, While turning into a new direction. As he smiles he looks, She still gives him that face. As she sits from a distance, He walks by, She ignores him. He pokes her, But she shoos and moves away. A funny feeling isn’t allowed, Any emotion shouldn’t be shown. So… she moves But he still pokes, Still looking at her… that awful smile she begins to love. No matter how mean she gets, He just gets mean back. Causing her to smile and push away. Yet he never leaves nor does he get upset, But he just looks… Poking… She looks at him, Hard , Thinking to herself, He’s weird. And as she sits from a distance She realizes He’s going to do, what he wants to do. She looks at him saying. “UGHH” He smiles, Saying, “You know, you love me” She thought… he is weird She smiles… because he’s a brat, But her brat At times she may not like him, Yet she knows him, In any crowd from any distance, She spots him. Sitting so close to him, She watches, Looking at him, Wondering, How she loves that lovely little smile. By: Mandisa Bynum 01/09/2008