He's just a guy

He's just a guy,

So why does he matter to me?

Well, 

I should,

I guess,

I mean,

He's been my best friend for years,

almost 4,

but,

I found out he's moving,

to a different school,

But I like him,

I've liked him for those 4 years,

Never told him until last,

I regret not telling him sooner, 

With the thoughts in my head,

If we could be something,

But he doesn't feel what I feel,

He's just a guy,

So why do I care?

Just_a_writer

VT

13 years old

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    At rehearsal,

    I am not me,

    I am Hortensia,

    I am a classmate of Matilda,

    I sit in the front row of the class,

    I yell at the Trunchbull,

    She yells at me,

    I can spell 'revolting',

    R-E-V-O-L-T-I-N-G.

  • Tears

    When your Ex-Bff asks,

    Are you okay?

    You know you look like tears are about to stream down your face,

    I was sitting alone at a table,

    I can hear people muttering about me,

    But I don't care, 

  • Wondering

    I lay in the grass,

    Staring into the big blue sky,

    And wonder,

    Why is the sky blue?

    Why is the grass green?

    I'm in my classes,

    Listening to the teacher,

    Wondering,