They meet behind the lockers. And share a passion.

by Nataliewashere   Sep 14, 2009


She rushed to the 'bathroom',
To find her love,
She hid behind the lockers,
Admiring the painted doves,
She stared at the ceiling for so long,
Waiting for him,
Before the teachers come,

He came out of class,
With minutes to spare,
Searching for her,
Hoping she's still there,
Blushing lightly,
Pink tinted cheeks,
She giggled for a second,

What would he think,
She smiled so bright,
For a second he was blinded,
In her light,
He could'nt believe how much beauty she held,
He couldn't believe how wonderfully she smelled,
Luring him in,

He loved her smile,
He thought for a second,
That he had gone wild,
He just couldn't look away,
She was to amazing,
She had trouble believing,
That he was not taken,

They met behind the lockers,
With only two minutes left,
He held that girl,
And stole her breathe,
She nearly doubled over,
She couldn't breath,
She loved this boy,

And she loved how he could be,
So perfect,
And crazy,
At the same time,
He love that girl,
When she smiled.

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