I adore and treasure you You bring a smile to my face whenever you're around I try to make you my own But unfortunately You will never favor me particularly Simply because I am a tiny bug And you are a huge garden I relish in your existence And yet No matter how much warmth and attachment I feel for you Or how kind you are to me You will never love me Like I love you Because I am just A greedy gluttonous little bug
Her request was simple enough, though a great sense of awe and pure joy filled me as we came together. Soon enough I found myself in her gentle embrace, her lustrous, shadowy hair cast about me. It was all such a wonderful twist of fate; I had been attending the Hannaford Career Center for two years and each day I was thankful for the young woman I shared a desk with. To walk in each afternoon and sit down to see that smile did much to set aside my anxiety. For months we'd illustrate art and discuss it together as friends - though it was hard for me to put into words how much more I wanted to tell her.
Don’t you get it? I love you, Jay! I’ve loved you since you transferred here a year ago. Since you showed up to English class every day late for the first week you were here, because you couldn’t find the room and you were to shy to ask someone. Since we got paired up for that project, almost by fate. Since Mrs. Johnson sat us next to each other in history.
All year I’ve been trying to give you a sign, but you just don’t seem to notice! In gym when I would tease you about almost anything, just to have an excuse to talk to you. I would purposely get questions wrong on our quizzes, just so I could ask you for help.
Now you tell me you found a girl, that makes you feel something you've never felt before. What about me? As soon as I heard those words come out of your lips,I felt my heart drop to my stomach. And I’m glad you’re happy, but I just can’t bear to see you with her while I’m sitting here, looking stupid.
“It’s just a sandwich, Kiara, do you really need this to get through finals?”
I look at her with pleading eyes and say, “You know how much I love the lunch order and I promise I’ll pay for yours too.”
She gives me the look, the one I know far too well, then she flips her curly hair and pulls into the sandwich shop parking lot. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” I blush and grab my wallet from my bag, “I’ll be really quick...do you want anything?”
She lifts her gaze from her phone, “the usual raspberry iced tea and a chocolate croissant please. And if you're not careful you’ll be too busy looking at the guy running the register to remember that.” I wave her off without another word and roll my eyes, Samantha always knows the things I try hard not to make obvious. The most recent was my sudden interest in ordering from the same sandwich shop for 3 months straight.
This is the story of two people that fell in love. Adam and Alyssa were two really good friends. They would hangout after school and do homework together. One day after school Alyssa invited Adam over to hang and do homework so Adam said yes. This day was different because Adam seemed nervous and Alyssa noticed. Alyssa asked, “Are you okay Adam?” and Adam said he was okay. But Alyssa knew something was up. Alyssa would keep on telling Adam that she knew something was wrong, so Adam told Alyssa what was wrong, but Alyssa didn't expect what Adam was going to say. Adam told Alyssa that he likes her. Alyssa was shocked because Alyssa liked Adam. So then Alyssa told Adam that and they ended up dating through high school and through college. Adam and Alyssa ended up going to the University of Notre Dame together. Their senior year together at Notre Dame, Adam proposed and they ended up getting married and having two kids.
We've never been to this park before. I've never heard of it before. We sit in an isolated, slightly shady cement area with tables. Behind us is a dark wood fence, with ivy crawling up its boards and pine needles drowning in its depths. Tall pine trees line the perimeter of the park, from where we are to the edge of the large field that seems to go on forever. There's a play-set, swing-set, and sand box a bit further past us. The sky's clear. There are no clouds, just endless blue. It's a bit chilly, with a light breeze blowing through the park. My sisters, parents, and I are sitting at one of the tables, while my grandpa is sitting at the other. My grandmother, in her wheelchair, is at the edge of his table.