Me and You

When I first saw you,
My heart started working in over mode.
You were the hottest guy I had seen in a long time.
6’4” black eyes, dark hair, bright smile.
I was swept off my feet as I saw you staring at me.
It confused me at first.
Knowing I was cute,
But wondering what caught your eye.
I sat down and couldn’t help but glance your way.
Every time I looked I caught your eyes on me.
It made me smile and my palms sweat.
I wasn’t usually a class clown,
But I wanted to see you smile that gorgeous smile.
So I had friends do stupid shit so that you would.
After you smiled, you would look at me with laughter still in your eyes,
And your stare made me blush.
A couple of days later you found me online.
I was ecstatic.
To the point of jumping around like a little school girl.
You said you thought I was cute and wanted to get to know me.
I was in awe.
We hung out the next day,
With nothing much really to say.
We watched Romeo and Juliet
As we laid on the couch.
We cuddled without knowing why.
But it felt good, it felt right.
Then you finally kissed me and I was crazed with addiction.
We went into your room to play.
That’s how our relationship went,
Us chilling, watching movies and playing.
I couldn’t help but admire the beauty that stung my eyes.
I couldn’t help but look at you like a star-struck teen.
But after awhile of playing,
I could control myself
I let you inside of me,
And I watched the light in your eyes for me dissipate.
And I could no longer look at you like a star-struck teen.
After realizing the mistake I just made, by jumping into bed with you.
I felt like crying, we were doing so great.
After that things changed.
There was no more chilling alone, watching movies or playing.
You became cold toward me
No more sitting together and hugging on each other,
No more kisses and cuddling.
I stayed in the room full of your friends
As you did other things.
I grew attached to your friends,
And the atmosphere they gave.
They were the most amazing people I ever had the chance to meet.
Which made it even harder to do what I knew I had to do.
I kissed you the last night we hung out,
It was the night of Punk Rock Thanksgiving.
You were distant and then a little lovie,
And then you pushed me away again.
So I closed the door in your face.
I called you after you stated you needed space.
And told you that I wasn’t willing to wait.
In my mind I already knew it was too late for me and you.
You promised me that there wasn’t anything wrong with me.
It was you and your commitment problems.
Which really meant it was me
And the fact that I cared about you.

by Yoshigirl
posted on 12/21/2007