LOST IN LOVE

STEPHEN WILLAND '23

There is a better chance of a rainy day in the summer, than me feeling loved; I’m lonely like no other.

Everyday I dream of one day getting the chance to take my love out to dinner, finishing the night with a romantic dance. I see her rather often, the emotions are surreal, I’d never feel alone again, her love is enough to heal.

My day is lightened up when I see her smile, it’s everything about her beauty and style.

Everyone else sees her as just another girl at school, I see much more; everyone else are total fools.

Why doesn’t she love me? I’m the perfect guy! Someday she’ll realize, we’ll finally see eye to eye. I think about her so much that my precious time is robbed, time that could be spent focusing on my job.

I care about her more than my family and friends, all because I know she’ll be mine in the end.

They don’t understand the thoughts I express, of someday seeing her in a white dress. When I wake up my hairs a greasy mess, but one day, I’ll feel great, perfect hair and well-dressed.

From head-to-toe, dazzling and neat topped it off with a glaring smile and crystal teeth.

I decided that day was my best chance at taking her to that dinner and romantic dance.

Finally I approach her confessing my love, heart-beating, veins rushing with blood.

This girl who turned my whole world upside down, dropped her smile into a glum frown. Saying, “For the rest of my life, until my very end, I would never love such an awful friend. No good man will leave his friends sad and blue. How you treat them says a lot about you.”

My heart was broken, nothing left to say, I shouldn't have taken him for granted, my best friend, Ray.

I have to reflect, no one to blame but me, time to let go and let my heart be free. LASTING

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