69. Why Don't You Kiss Her? by xchiaki-chanx, literature
Literature
69. Why Don't You Kiss Her?
Why Don't You Kiss Her?
He fiddled with his tie and loosened it as he leaned against the wall, along with his friends that weren't really talking about anything interesting, only about who was coming to the dance and who was already here.
Dude, you look nervous, Drew commented with a raised brow.
I'm not nervous, he snapped back. There was a small silence among the circle of friends before he spoke again, Why would I be nervous? I have nothing to be nervous about.
Jack looked at him, Yeah, but there's always something, you're fiddling your tie to death, and were only 20 minutes into the dance, chi
Four Letters
I hate that you know what's on my mind.
I hate that you see what I cannot find.
I hate the way you smile at me.
I hate the way your eyes
shine like the sea.
I hate it when you say my name.
I hate it when you play the game.
I hate it when you walk my way.
Yet I hate it when you stay away.
I never liked the way you talked.
I never liked the way you walked.
I hope the one day your grades will fall.
I hope that one day you'll never be tall.
I want to see you, all alone.
I want to see you mature and grown.
I hate it when you stare me down.
I also hate it when you always frown.
I hate it when you don't talk to me.
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Nikki channn T///////T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM SO GLAD THAT I REMEMBERED THAT YOU HAD A DEVIANT T/////T! my msn was hacked and i was so mad that i didnt created a i new one T///T y a forogot your msn too! so i didnt have any way to contac you besides today (that i was cheching my messages)