A poem written for the boy of my dreams |
In a town over the mountains, is a school full of heartbreak alone, unknown. We have the brains, the sports, the punks, the dorks, the emo’s and everything else. In our small class we are all family, even when we don’t want to be. And then you have me I’m known as Kry, I may act tough but inside I’m shy. Now we get to the part that’s nice I’m in love with a guy that’s as smooth as ice. Let’s go back to the start, before my broken heart. In yr 7 many a heart was torn but my heart was unborn. In yr 8 my heart took a dive I fell for a boy who barely knew I was alive. As we grew closer our bond grew stronger and the year dragged out longer and longer. He has the brains, the charm, the looks and is always calm. He is the one that stole my heart, but now it’s about to be ripped apart. Now in yr 9 I love him more I feel his warmth down to my core. When he talks my heart skips a beat, I count down the moments till next our eyes meet. I observe as he thinks trying hard not to blink. I cried when he said lets just be friends, only to find it was all in my head. So now I sit here thinking of you asking you what am I to do? I love you so much more than you’ll ever know. So how do I tell you how I feel, lose fantasy to see what is real? What if you don’t feel the same, my tears of loss, my crying shame? I hear your voice all through the night, you plague my dreams, how is that right? You don’t love me and you never will, my heart I’ve lost, my life you’ve killed. |