He Asked Me

by Tinkerbell   Sep 6, 2004


He was that special one.
Top of the bar, so high.
Hair golden like the sun.
His eyes blue as the sky.

So dreamy and so great,
and wanted by so many.
Girls trying every bait,
yet he's worth every penny.

But I was chosen out of a list so long.
I was so happy and ecstatic.
My heart began it's own exciting song.
Left me wondering if it was some kind of trick.

Out of all the girls, the question was to me.
So unexpected and unplanned.
I was thinking I'd officially become a "we".
and fell deeply into dreamland.

I was really nervous as I nodded my head,
because he was my perfect ten out of ten,
and I even blushed a little when he said...

"Could you please lend me a pen"?"

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