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A poem I wrote sometime ago about summer romances. |
I remember it clearly The first day we met A boy in swim trunks hanging with his friends And there I was awkward and shy Uncomfortable with my body in a 2 piece swimsuit I was forced to try They told me that guys would flock. that my proportions were perfect especially my top Guys looked and laughed and teased as I stood there awkwardly in the salty breeze. Then you walked over tall and strong Your chiseled figure dripping with water being dried by the sun Your beach tan so perfect and natural and cool Your smile inviting and before I knew it I fell for you. I remember how you chatted up that awkward girl that day Throwing what seemed like sincere compliments her way Your friends played jealous of something I couldn’t see, but I knew that I enjoyed the time spent just you and me I remember when you asked me out with a coke can on a hot day On the back written in sharpie was what you wanted to say Meekly I said yes and you took me into your arms That was the day I ignored the alarms “Summer loves never last forever” they warned We didn’t care we loved one another just the same You know I also remember the first day of school You were dressed in jeans, a plaid shirt, and new shoes You leaned on the locker your messy hair fixed Someone moved out the way and there was another girl hearing your voice She believed you as did I when you said my awkwardness was nice But now I know and won’t ever forget the falseness in any summer romance. |