Friendship to a Shy Maiden

February 16, 2014

If you were my friend,
Would we stay up just talking?
Play games and make jokes,
Together?

If you were my friend,
Would we have matching t-shirts?
The same favorite desserts?
Same hobbies?

If you were my friend,
Would we support each other?
Through thick and thin, no
Matter what?

If you were my friend,
Would we calm down our worries?
Cry on our shoulders
When we’re down?

I wouldn’t quite know,
I think you’re just amazing;
A little too grand.
My envy.

You’re exceptional,
While I’m struggling through life
Just making ends meet.
You’re too good.

You’re out of my reach,
No matter how much I wish
This gap between us
Was smaller.

You do not know me,
And I can’t say I know you.
We’re only classmates,
Us two kids.

But what I hold dear
Is my fictitious friendship
Between you and I
Together.

Remembering a Hero

February 14, 2014

I remember the days I’ve adored you above all else.

Holding our horns above,
Screaming at the top of our lungs,
Making jokes we’d understand;
That kind of puppy love.

Those days are days I’ve treasured,
No matter how far they seem;
Although I’ve never met her,
Those days are only a dream.

It’s been two years since you’ve last met me;
I wonder if you still remember?

I whistled a tune
The both of us shared those days;
He who made me swoon
The hero who showered praise.

Callous Calem

February 3, 2014

“Won’t you stay awhile?”
She said to me doubtfully;
It were her first words
She ever told me.

I turned to her gaze,
And was greeted with a smile.
“It’s a little cold,”
She said, “Want to talk?”

I had time to spare,
And so I replied, “alright.”
I trudged over snow
And stood by her side.

“I’ve seen you working,”
She started, “You work real hard.”
“Thanks, but,” I replied,
“I can’t say the same.”

“You’re much too modest!”
She said as she slapped my back.
“I see you take pride
in working so hard!”

“Excuse me,” I said,
“I wasn’t talking about
My work ethic, miss,
it was about yours.”

Her face was puzzled.
It seems she can’t comprehend
I thought she was bad.
I turned to face her.
“Your work ethic sucks.”