The way

by todiewouldbeanaufullygreatadve

One shot. A story in the lines of a poem. Max loves Fang, Fang does not know her. They go to the same hight school. I know the summary sucks and I hate it as much as the next person does when an auther says that so just cheek it out.

Hey so I wrote a poem the way and one night I was bored and added a story in between the lines of the poem. I have no clue what that is called a story in a poem whatever. It is a one shot. I hope you like it I do.

The way

I Love the way

The way you move

I'm sitting at my lunch table talking with my friends, and I see you enter. You have the ear buds of your IPod in your ears. You jokingly grab one of your buddies and do a little dance. I can't help but smile.

The way you walk

Once you're done goofing off you walk to the soda machine and buy a can. I ogle at you walk so calm, cool, and confident.

The way you talk

"Hey Jared I'm going to a party Friday. Be my swing man?" You asked one of your friends. I feel myself relax when I hearing your voice, I ease into it like a forbidden bliss.

I love the way

The way my heart races

You walk by my table, I fell my heart speed up going a mile a minute.

The way I'm speechless

"Max!" one of my friends shout. "Max are you okay?" I snap back to reality. "I… uh… um… I…" no word would come as I try to make a lame excuse.

The way I'm nerves

Your table is close to mine. I'm scared I'll do something stupid. My mind races to servile questions, like do I look ok, does my breath smell, and do I smell?

I hate the way

The way I'm nothing to you

Lunch is almost over and you don't give my table as much as a glance. "They think they are so much better than everyone else. They're jackasses all of them and Fang is the worse of them," my best friend said.

"I know, I hate it when people act like that. They think they are so much better for whatever reason but they aren't," I say pissed.

The way you're everything to me

I ogle at everything you do. I've known you since third grade you were the best thing in my life, and it's been that way ever since.

I hate the way

The way you will never know this

On your way home you get in a car crash, a very nasty one at that. You are brought to the hospital. They do everything they can but you slip away fast. Never coming back.

I love you

I go to your grave late one night. I place a single red tulip one your grave and whisper, "I've always loved you." I fell a tear dance down my check as it starts to rain.