Thursday, August 25, 2011

The Girl

When I walk the halls
 I see her. To me she 
 looks good everyday.
 The Girl, the one, that
 makes me feel special
 in every single way. I
 try to get her number
 but I choke before I
 can. Just trying to talk
 to her isn't the most
 simplest plan. Cause
 she's The Girl I long
 for, the one that makes
 me smile. Just standing 
 next to her in the lunch
 line, makes me feel like 
 a child. And when
 it is raining, just seeing 
 her brightens up my day.
 Cause she's The Girl, the one
 that make's me feel special in
 every single way. I sometimes imagine
 us together on a tropical hawaiian
 beach. Drinking smoothies from 
 whatever fruit we find. Boy, wouldn't
 that be so neat. But I snap back into
 reality wishing she were mine. But
 I all I get is lickity split. Man I wish
 she wasn't so fine. But maybe someday
 when the day does come. With my 
 heart beating in my chest just like a drum.
 I'll walk to her and say....Your The Girl,
 the one that makes me feel special in every