This just popped into my head and I had to write it down. Plus, I am down that my new chapter of Ace only got two reviews so maybe this will make me happy. Anyways, enjoy and review!
Roses are red
Violets are blue
When I am alone
I think about you
It might be weird
But it's definitely true
When night rolls around
My hand moves on cue
In my shower or in my room
A thought of you makes me go boom
What I'm trying to say
What I have been thinking all day
My fantasies of you
Will surely make me spray
From your admirer.
I roam my eyes over the short poem, and I can not stop the smile that spreads on my face. This was the best yet, but I guess that inspiration comes at the most random of times. As random as purposely walking in on him changing could possibly be.
I fold the note into a square and wait for the moment where his locker is less crowded. Seeing that only a few people linger in the hallway, I quickly rush and stuff my hard work into his compartment, scurrying off to hide behind the staircase. I glance at my watch, holding my breath as the time switches to 7:55 AM: the time that he punctually arrives at his locker. He opens it, finds my letter, unfolds it, and then reads what I wrote. He whips is head around, like he usually does after he gets my gifts. His face is always unreadable, but as he tucks the piece of paper into his jeans, I know he enjoys it. Just as much as I enjoy sending them to him. Yeah, love works in mysterious ways.