Hopeless Romantic

From under the table
i pulled out a chair
i sat down upon it
and twirled my hair

my mother walked in the kitchen
she flashed a big smile
she asked about my day
so we talked for a while

"How was school?
did you have a nice day, honey?
I hope you passed your test
and had enough lunch money."

I responded right after and quite simply said this;

"I didn\'t eat my lunch today
and the test didn\'t go so great
It seemed that no matter how hard i tried
I just couldn\'t concentrate."

She raised a brow
as her face went stern
for what I said
had struck her concern.

"I'm not very happy
that you couldn\'t focus today
what were you thinking about?
what got in your minds way?\"

I let out a sigh and quite frankly replied;

\"Sorry about my test today
hopefully a c minus or above
but the reason i couldn\'t concentrate
is \'cause im falling so deeply in love.\"

Her stern face began to twist with confusion
she stuck her nose in the air
\"Don\'t get nutty over boys just yet
you\'re still a little too young to care.\"

Then my face went pink and i found myself blurting out;

\"But he\'s amazing, he\'s perfect
he gives me butterflies
I especially love
his soft brown eyes.
I\'ve never felt this way
about anyone before
i just wish he\'d love me like i love him
so my heart wouldnâ??t be so sore.
So mother, please
listen and understand
i\'m going to keep trying
to hold that perfect boy\'s hand.\"

She looked at me again
and snickered just a little
\"Honey, no man is perfect
even if they give you knots in the middle.\"

This time I remained silent
I kept the response in my head
but the words still screamed quite loudly
and this is what they said;

I know he\'s perfect
I have no doubts
he has to be
\'cause he\'s all I ever think about.

My mother continued and told me this;

\"So yes, I do think it\'s silly
that you\'re that head over heels
but just wondering, does he like you back?
Is that the way he feels?\"

I tried not to cry
but the tears still came
\"He doesn\'t like me mom
he just doesn\'t feel the same.
I\'ve tried and tried forever
for him to love me too
but he never seems to be impressed
with anything i do.
I want to be his everything
and i want him to finally see
just how much i love him
and want him to fall for me.\"

Suddenly done with the conversation
feeling i had spoken too deep
i quickly changed the subject.
\"Mother, I\'m going to sleep.\"

I stood up from the table
\"Goodnight!\" my mother said
I walked into my bedroom
and collapsed onto my bed.

I stuffed my face into my pillow
and continued to softly cry
why didn\'t that perfect love me?
why didn\'t he want me? why?

I cried a little harder
and I began to weep
I soon felt very worn out
so i cried myself to sleep.