Dear John
Dear John, you were all that I could think of
from the time I wake up 'till my lights are off.
I know this sounds freaking crazy
but for a girl like me, you're just so dreamy.
my throbbing heart would skip a beat
as our wandering eyes meet.
he walks down the hallway.
I couldn't believe he's going my way,
passing by the girl I thought he dated before.
he gives me a high five and what was that for?
his palm touching mine worked like magic,
leaving those mean girls' eyes in tragic.
his smile and his cheery personality
coincides with his Chuck Taylors and navy blue tee.
I know I'm nothing compared to those girls,
flirting with him in high heels and their hair in curls.
unlike I, who's like a dot on a paper,
just a girl in old blue jeans and a pair of sneakers,
who gets stuck in a book and a paper with pen,
always hoping he'd glance at me again.
Dear John, you laugh and you tell me a joke
as we dig in our Mr. Chips and drink our Coke.
though we exchange smiles and stories of fun,
do you know I yearn for you to hold my hand?
that was one starry Saturday night,
when you said my brown eyes shined,
just like the eastern star that night.
if only you knew, those words seemed just right.
This poem is something that came out from my heart. I was just scribbling and the words just popped out. I just couldn't believe I have written a poem for two amazing people who don't even know about this. That's the best thing. I have freely expressed my feelings.
But, deep inside my heart, something's making me yearn to tell these two people how I feel. I don't know but it's totally absurd. I hope that it will never happen. But if it does happen, I just pray that it would be at the right time and at the right place. Gosh. I'm getting out of the reserved side of me. I think it's a good thing though. But, it's totally not right to tell everything what's on my mind without even thinking a hundred folds.
I'm a risk taker, anyway. And, I'm just going to put my cards on the table.
