The Story of Us
This is our story…
He looks through me as if I'm not there.
But when He talks to me every one disappears into the air.
Sometimes I look out my window in hope that He'll be there, He is not.
But at school I can feel his stares and I smile at my shoes until I finally give that smile to him and he just repeat my actions.
So I turn back around and think…
Rrrrriiinnngggggg!
The bell pulls me out of my fantasy as I start walking I feel him lace his fingers with mime I just smile and keep walking because, he got past the wall guarding my heart got past all my snippy comments and sarcastic remarks just to hold my hand….
So yea are story is weird, different, real but is our story it's
The Story of Us
