The Reason
He made me feel confident
He’s the reason I smiled
When I woke up in the morning, he was all I thought about
ALL THE TIME
I was a totally different person
I couldn’t focus
I was infatuated
Whenever we were together, I thought about it a million times over
I felt wanted, special and beautiful inside and out
He was sly, mysterious but that was OK
I broke him down when necessary
He knew just what to say at the right time
He also knew when to surprise me to make me notice him again
He was smart I must admit
Playing with my mind, while I played with his
But it’s all over now
No more long stares or conversations or visits in the hallway
Just memories are left
Especially of when he said “I love you”
Select the sub categories located under “Unpoetic Teenage Thoughts” after reading it, to follow the journey with me back into parts of my teenage mind.
The Whitest Black Girl 