
He's "sexy", sure. He's "hot", I guess. But what's different? He's handsome. *free verse
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Poetry - Chapters: 2 - Words: 368 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 03-03-13 - Published: 01-19-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3093490
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Crap.
He's so
Cute,
Adorable.
So fucking adorable.
Never have I ever,
Kissed someone like him.
And wanted to.
I'm such a bitch.
I've never been
Such a bitch
Before though.
Do I like him?
Even like him?
Like someone like him?
Him.
He's perfect.
Tall,
Athletic,
Perfect I guess.
He's open.
Open to anything.
Open to kissing me.
Open to liking me.
Open to something,
He doesn't know.
know what he's getting into.
The cussing
The teasing
The assholes
The plagues of insults
The rage.
He held my hand today.
And looked at me.
Another set of blue eyes.
I hate blue eyes,
After the last pair.
But I
I feel the same
Same as the last pair.
Pair that was so fake
Playing
Taunting.
I'm fake now
Saying fake things
Moving too fast
Cluelessly
Digging deeper
Opening up to this,
He's "the new kid"
Hot kid.
Hot guy.
My hand felt numb,
In his.
Numb…
"She led me,
Led me on"
He said
To me.
Not about me-
To me.
Crap.
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