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Poem Collection - MythOfHappiness - 2. Locker Note 1

Your hair

It’s brown

Of course it is,

What a stupid way to start a poem

But still.

 

I could never get that hair off my mind

Sitting behind you in math

I just wanted to reach out and touch it

Feel its softness

Smell it

 

I’m a creep

I know

Talking about how I want to smell your hair

You probably think

I’m some insane stalker weirdo

 

That’s ok,

If you think that.

I kinda am.

Sorry, you should probably just stop reading now

Call the cops or something.

 

I wouldn’t be mad

Honestly, I’d be relieved.

At least then I wouldn’t have to wonder anymore

Wonder about you

Wonder about me

 

It’s killing me,

All this wondering

And pining

Over something I clearly can’t have -

You

 

I’m sorry

I’m so weird

I can’t even talk to you in person

Like a real human would

Instead, I’m writing a goddamn poem

 

What a terrifyingly creepy and stalker-ish thing to do

Write a poem about how I want to smell your hair

And stick it in your locker

Honestly, I’m not even good at it

I mean, what kinda poem is this?

 

Just five lines

Of me blathering on

About whatever

Getting off subject

It doesn’t even rhyme

 

Maybe I should just get to the point

I like you

Alot

And I would really like it

If you liked me too

 

Sorry about all this

I didn’t mean to be so creepy

And un-poetic

In my mind this was going to be

Some sweet romantic gesture

 

Instead it’s just thirteen stanzas of nothing

An ugly outpouring of pure nonsense

But I told myself that I would go through with this

So I will

I’ll give it to you

 

But please,

Please

Can you just do one thing

Before you throw this mess away?

Could you consider it?

 
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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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