I sign out my books with my library card and chose a table to sit at.
You come walk by and in my mind I want to start a chat.
Those wondered eyes are speaking words louder than your actions.
I'm ambivalent about you , 50/50 fractions.
I chose to say,
"How's your day?"
You glare at me
"Great I kinda guarantee"
"So , can we be friends?
" Are you up for challenges? It all depends."
"I'm up for it if you are."
"Just one question, are you bizarre?"
I turn my head to the side,
"Well I tried,"
Instead I'll just keep my head on library cards.
Now everytime I see that boy I"lol be sure to keep my yards.
YOU ARE READING
Rainy Days 🌂
Poetry~ Brief poems [ The real journey is if I can follow a dangerous path] [Friendships needs blocks that stack up one another. No matter how many times they fall down, if you try hard enough the blocks make a tower] Starting date 5/27/2017
