She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by –
And never knew.
– Shel Silverstein, “Every Thing On It”
Things to do on my first date with the girl from poetry class:
- comment on the weather.
- go for the kiss – no, too soon.
- compliment an item of clothing.
- ask about favorite foods.
- ask about favorite bands.
- cat person or dog person?
- go for the kiss – again? no, too soon.
- disagree on at least one subject but no more than two.
- tell a funny story.
- show interest in her current occupation.
- ask about hobbies.
- reveal something personal.
- ask to be in a relationship on Facebook – what, no, what’s wrong with you?!
- tell an emotional story.
- ask about favorite horror movie.
- ignore for 5 minutes so as to seem confident.
- declare undying love.
A Love Bug bit me the other day, she was an awkward little thing. Now I feel this emptiness inside my chest and I don’t know what to do about it. I went to see a doctor, but all he did was laugh at me.
A Love Bug bit me the other day, she was a lovely little thing.
You’ll take every smile they show because of you as an overwhelming victory. Every touch will make you two seem closer than ever. Every glance in your direction will make your heart race and your blood boil.
The childlike naïveté of a crush.
I have fallen head over heels in love with a girl named Summer. We met in a cold place where the snow burns and the flakes fall in reverse.
She reeks of death and despair; it is what draws me to her.
Here I am once more, in this hell I’ve felt before.
Grazed knees have taught me nothing.
Boy meets girl,
Boy falls in love.