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Young Love
When you look at me, are you seeing?
Really seeing?
When I stare back,
are you just looking at me
or are you
actually
seeing?
Am I insignificant...
to you?
Well? Am I?
What am I doing so wrong
I can be nice,
you know.
It’s just...
Something about you just turns me off.
Not on, but
You do turn me on, too.
No, not in like
That romantic way
Or anything
Well, you know--
Just...
Metaphorically, I suppose
Maybe I’m like a lightswitch.
Flip me on, you make me laugh, smile.
Flip me off, I hate you, too.
Sure, I sound like a swear word.
I guess we’re both dirty.
A pun won’t fix us now, though.
I guess I’d better stop
Because
Not even super glue can mend what’s become of us.
Someone help me decide--
What do I do
About this
boy?
When I talk to you, are you hearing?
When I speak,
Are you just listening?
Do my words flow through that seemingly
Empty head?
Is a pretty face
All you really are?
Do my words bounce off the
Sides of your skull
Or are you
Actually
Hearing?
What am I really to you?
Just tell me.
Do you hate me?
Just tell me!
Don’t keep it from me
It’s not a game
I’m not your toy
I’m not just a fun thing to fool and deceive
Not just somebody who you can ruin and toss aside
Because obviously I mean
Something
To you
I can’t keep a straight face around your smile,
and every day you’re smiling.
You make me happier.
Look my way
I assure you, I may look tired
but I’m so awake
when you do that
Where you just stare
A little creepy, but
I feel like I’m falling into your eyes
Should I stare back?
But I only give you a glance.
My point, though;
what is this that you’ve been doing--
Have you been watching me?
I can’t tell
I want to believe that’s creepy,
really I just wonder
and maybe I’m a little pleased, too
am I worth
looking at
for you?
Am I worth that,
in your eyes?
Yeah.
Sure.
I would
Wish,
I
Would
Hope,
Yet
I would
Know
You’re just playing your game
Flirting again
Don’t you know
I’m too young for you to break my heart
Like this.
So when I walk by, do you notice?
When I hurry past,
do your eyes slide from me?
Am I just another person,
walking by?
Are you barely seeing me,
or are you
actually
noticing?
Yes, but cast aside
My warnings
do
Don’t take them
listen to me
what an oxymoron
If you were considering me
don’t take my warnings
But if you weren’t
Tell all the boys
Don’t flirt
Don’t waste that face
Don’t waste the showoffing
Don’t waste a cute personality
Don’t
Waste
You.
I’m
not
Worth your time,
Trust me.
Don’t.
Do trust me
Don’t flirt with me
Am I real to you?
All you other boys?
Am I just a toy?
Just how he treats me?
A toy for flirting?
A game for him?
A thing to occupy his school hours?
Don’t.
Please don’t.
Because surely all I need
Is
Another
Guy to get over
Am I right?
Admit it,
Because you know it, too
Just walk away
And
Don’t;
I’m already hopelessly in love
With a guy
That I
Know
I will
Never get.
Don’t
Hurt me
More.
I’m walking down the hall
brush my shoulder
I felt a zing
You’ve made my day
I’m sorry I can’t do the same for you,
Because,
Well
I seem to frustrate you
sorry ‘bout that
I might go a little far sometimes
(maybe)
But not so far as to drive you off, surely?
Can’t you be a man enough and see me?
Is your dismissive manner
love?
I’m
So
Confused.
You mean you can’t hear my music
You don’t see how in love I could be?
If you just brush me off
Am I just another spot of dust on your shirtsleeve?
Alright,
So I’m a little young for love
Can’t we nickname a crush
Young Love?
Somebody please tell me
What
This boy is thinking.
He’s a puzzle
an enigma
This conundrum
I just can’t seem to
Figure
Out
On my own
And sure,
I do
Know
That you don’t even
Like
Me
But at least
Try
To
Accept me,
For me.
Don’t see me as your toy,
Don’t see me as your game,
Don’t have fun at my expense,
Don’t be the boy who breaks hearts
And does nothing in the mending
But pass the girl by
Young love can have rejection
But it’s
Still
Too young to have heartbreak.
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