School Days Poem by Kewayne Wadley

School Days



I like you, but don't know you like me.
The classroom empties whenever I'd see you.
Realistically it's the perfect time to say something to you.
Being shy & all.
Prolonging the simplest task.
Pretending I lost my pencil to bask in a moment in simplicity
of your time.
Asking the easiest of questions.
Your voice caresses my ears.
Losing train of thought of a heart felt confession.
The bell rings, Classes change.
The moment is gone.
At least for a class period.
The right thing to say finally comes to mind.
Your nowhere to be found.
Valentine's Day seems so far away.
A day where these vivid illusions seem to be granted.
An opportunity rose when you asked how my weekend went.
It seemed blunt to tell you obsessing how to make the small moments
spent with you grow a second or two longer.
Maybe in a different atmosphere.
Movies, Mall.
I by-passed the thought.
passing the time laughing at the fact that we've learned absolutely nothing.
Indulging in the sadness that was my own fault.
I like you, but don't know you like me.
Like, Like Like.
A simple hint passed as you'd go out of your way to find me.
The fact you'd choose to talk to me rather than the guy with the fresh cut
with the part turning left on the right side of his head.
Shoes always matched the undershirt beneath his uniform shirt.
With the fake gold chain.
The bad boy everyone knew for getting suspended for getting a smudge on his shoe.
I mean your face comes and goes. It comes then it goes.
Different expressions that all became fantasy in the world of a teenage boy.
When the class grew quiet. I'd sometimes zone out staring at you.
Not realizing how noticeable I dreamt of you.
Until you let me know, the day you caught me.
Having your friend watch me in order for you to return the favor.
That day I stopped, pretending I was studying when I really wasn't.
Like a really bad episode of 'Hey Arnold.'
One where you thought that the plot would eventually present itself.
But instead is kept in the closet.
Not wanting to spoil the moment

Friday, September 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: anxiety,love,love and loss,memoir,memoirs,school
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Kewayne Wadley

Kewayne Wadley

Groton, Connecticutt
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