Harrison

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  • Dedicated to Hatred. Thanks for everything.
                                    

This one's deep. It has so much hidden meaning... I just hope no one from my school sees it!! :O

I wrote this about a boy called Harrison, who I did like despite everything everybody said; I saw the good in him. Obviously, in the end we ended up hating each other and I stopped liking him. This was written some time late at night. I couldn't sleep and I honestly didn't want to. I would just dream of him; no, they were nightmares. They were God damn scary!!

It may not be very good, but please see the story in it.

~Sheep Grl

Is it just my imagination,

Can I really see it in his eyes?

The twinkling of amusement,

And love I'm so deprived.

The curls that bounce and spring,

With his every energetic stride.

Or smile wide and blindingly bright

That consoles me when I cry.

I love the way you laugh at jokes,

And hush when people see.

Or the way you try your hardest,

When your doing everything.

On the note you passed your heart

And I replied with a grim ok.

Now I regret not saying that,

I like you too, even if I don't say.

Now things are seeming awkward

And you never come around.

The silence passing breaks my heart

If I only I had made a sound...

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