Him

by heather   May 23, 2006


A grand opening to sit with him
I wanted to but people, parents
All aroudn were looking
I sat alone, bored out of my mind
He came over
\"Come sit with us\" he grinned
I just sat hopelessly waiting
To be swept away by him
But it would never happen
He was already attatched
I sat alone for as long as i can remember
I caught myself staring several ties at him
What was it with this man?
Him

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