words for pretty boy

Jul 23, 2009 16:00

WOW. it's been a looooooooong time since I post in here. been busy with school and all and finally GRADUATE, and accepted to my dream university. amen to that, thaks Lord, thank you :D

anywaaay, since i got nothing to do today ( and the last 2 days *sigh*) might as well post something. How about one or two words inspired from my long time crush?


It’s him. The boy who shines the brightest color I’ve ever seen.

I walk through a crowd that I barely know. Some familiar faces but some unknown to me. I try to put a friendly act to pass all of this. It’s all a breeze and I think to myself, “Oh today is going to be a good day.”

I remember some faces and names all the friendly people that I like. Yet here he comes. Through the wind that blows in the middle of a day, he passes by swiftly. The handsome boy that I don’t quietly get along and I don’t even remember his name. In a simple thought, I say to myself, “No, it’s not him that I called.”

I watch as time passes by, the boy become more open than before, even to a stranger like me. He smiles, he teases, he jokes even he sleeps. From one color to another, he changes slowly to a figure that interest me. But sadly, he becomes so distant and far away from my grip. I lock my secret feeling deep inside my heart and hope it’ll disappear.

I walk through a crowd that I might know. Some familiar faces but some I already greet. I laugh and put my widest smile to get through the day. It’s a fun ride and I think to myself, “Oh today also going to be a good day.”

I remember some faces and names all the interesting people that I like. Yet here he comes again. Through the busy hallway that full of people in the middle of a day, he passes by slowly. The handsome boy that I don’t expect to get along again and I don’t even know the reason. In a simple greeting, I say to him, “Yes, it’s you that I called.”

I watch as time passes by, the boy become more sensitive than before, even to a friend like me. He laughs, he treats, he yells even he enrage. From one color to another, he changes swiftly to a figure that I love. But surprisingly, he becomes so important and dear for me to hold. I open the lock that I keep deep inside my heart and hope he’ll understand.

The wish that I make becomes a reality that I must face. Right now I’m standing beside him, fully aware of the risks that I’m taking. Whether a big smile or sad and tired eyes, at least I know that I can’t deny it anymore. It’s him after all, the boy who shines the brightest color I’ve ever seen.

END

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaah, I know it's cheesy as a cheese, LOL, but what can I say? I really did feel like that. 
Anyway, this is for him, Pretty Boy, my crush when I'm eleventh grade in my highschool. We're in the same class then, and at twelveth grade, we're in different class. And yeah, you guess, I'm going out with him now ;) I don't know if this will last but at least I tried hard, VERY hard :D

pretty boy, mumble

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