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Post by heartfeltcalamity on Oct 10, 2005 10:17:22 GMT -5
Ya know how some people usually judge you by your first introduction? And you somehow screwed it up? Yes? No? Well, let's just say I screwed up. I screwed up bad."ReIntroductions"
I'm the girl that's too scared of what you think To go up to you and say 'Hello' As you cease to know that I even exist And I'm the girl who spends At least an hour deciding what to wear Or to follow the trend Just to impress you Maybe you've noticed or maybe you don't even care That I spent hours fixing my hair To make it perfect and shine just for you But do you notice? I don't think so Too caught up in your own world You won't be able to see those secret smiles That I send your way Or maybe you're in denial That "Gothic Girl" likes you She likes you a lot She thinks that you're goregous Not sexy, not hott You're a hopeless disaster And you've stolen my heart You're my passion My fine piece of art So I think to myself before My sight fades and sleep arrives That maybe, just maybe you like me as much As like you And I wish we could have another Reintroduction So we can both know the other's name And maybe I wouldn't be so worried But this worried feeling when it comes to you Is my muse, my inspiration Oh, and by the way My name is Chelsea
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nightingale
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"The air of heaven is that which blows between a horses ears." - Arab Proverb
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Post by nightingale on Oct 16, 2005 20:54:30 GMT -5
This is really good! It made me sad though because I know how that feels!
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Post by WindbentRose on Oct 19, 2005 12:54:12 GMT -5
I agree totally with nightingale. There used to be this guy I liked... and, well, I felt the exact same way... it's just the whole unrequited love thing... like the guy who is your entire world doesn't even notice you exist. It's hard. It's really hard. But I got stuck in the elevator with the guy I liked and, well, it was like a reintroduction. The whole time I had known who he was, but he didn't know who I was. Now we're going out.
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