Leaning Poem by Persephone Springs

When she gets ready
She always thinks
'Will he like this? '
Before she puts on
The day's outfit.

In math class
She imagines him
Sitting next to her
Laughing that cute laugh
That she absolutely adores
So she can get
Through the period.

When she lies in bed
She can't ever sleep
Without imagining him
Wrapping his arms around her
Whispering how beautiful
He thought she really was.

But when he passes her
In the halls,
He saw her as another girl
Blushing in his direction
as he turns his attention
to someone else.
The beautiful, blond skinny girl
With all that beauty and so many friends
Who could never be with him,
Never hold him at night,
Never love him
The same way
The shy girl
With glasses can.