The Note In The Locker............... Poem by Bradley Lester

I write a little note, and put it in her locker
A simple little note, which says I think I like you
She opens up her locker, her friends are with her now
The note falls out, she picks it up, her friends stand close to view

She reads the note out loud, I feel so awkward now
Their laughter fills the air, I turn and walk away
She tries to call my name, I'm fighting back the tears
I really, really like her, perhaps so other day

Everyone is laughing, the words I wrote are spread
Throughout the school that day, I want to creep and hide
The bus ride home is awful, they copy what I wrote
And laugh at me some more, my head I hold with pride

I know I'm not a playa, the guy with all the girls
I know that she has depth, she's really not that girl
To go and play the field, and sleep with all the guys
I hope she comes to realise, that she's my little pearl

It's weekend once again, I find myself at 'Jakes'
Drinking chocolate milkshake, that stupid little note
Her friends arrive in numbers, making such a noise
I stand and walk away, leaving them to gloat

She sees me walking out, and tries to call my name
I've turned around the corner, and then begin to run
I run with fear and anger, the cars are hooting now
I'm in the park still running, my tears have now begun

I finally stop my running, and sit upon a bench
Some kids are playing catch, they laugh and run around
I catch my breath and sigh, and gaze upon the lake
That stupid little note, I'm glad she did, she found

I hear her voice behind me, gentle as the breeze
I turn around I'm scared, her friends might be with her
But she is all alone, a smile upon her face
She sits herself beside me, her presence feels so near

She looks at me and says, I'm sorry for my friends
That note you wrote, I didnt know, you felt this way bout me
I really felt the words, they felt so warm and true
So thank you for the note, I think you've set me free