A Poem by Molly B
I don’t talk to you much
But I want to
I want to talk to you, have you laugh at my jokes and say
You’re funny
I want you, to be in awe of my stories, for you to say
You’re interesting
I want to introduce you to my many friends that unfortunately don’t exist
And when you meet them, turn to me and say
You’re popular
I want you to take me to a party, look at me and say
You’re pretty
I want to go to the movies together, maybe a scary one
At the end, after grabbing your hand with fright several times, turn to me and say
You’re amazing we should hang out more
Then I look at you from across the room, see your friends
I look back down at my book, sigh to myself
Scold myself for dreaming too far, and say to myself what I already know
It’s never happening I want to talk to you, have you laugh at my jokes and say You’re funny I want you, to be in awe of my stories, for you to say You’re interesting I want to introduce you to my many friends that unfortunately don’t exist And when you meet them, turn to me and say You’re popular I want you to take me to a party, look at me and say You’re pretty I want to go to the movies together, maybe a scary one At the end, after grabbing your hand with fright several times, turn to me and say You’re amazing we should hang out more Then I look at you from across the room, see your friends I look back down at my book, sigh to myself Scold myself for dreaming too far, and say to myself what I already know It’s never happening
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