Wednesday, September 29, 2010

fourth grade

party the day before, she came to my wardrobe. My date is sick \to. party night, everything was over, I step in the door of her home position. I looked at her, and she smiled at me and my eyes staring at her crystal. I think she is mine, but she is not very 't think of me, I know. Then she said: \\

Graduation Day

One day later, and then a week, and then a month. Before I could blink, it is graduation day. I looked at her perfect body floated like an angel on the stage her diploma. I think she is mine, but she did not notice that I am, I know that. Before we all go home, she came to me in her clothes and hat, and cried, I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said: \I want to tell her I want her to know, I do not want to just be friends, I love her, but I'm just too shy, I do not know why. A few years later

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