It all started when I was in the 5th grade. Ashley was her name. She was the most beutiful creature with her long black hair and beautiful hazel eyes. I remember the way she looked in the morning sun. She was a wonderful person who always did her work and she never got in trouble. The problem was... well im the opposite. I wasn't the greatest kid in my time, but I did whatever it took to make her mine.
"Hi my name is Ashley." she said to me. "Huh." I quickly replied, hoping she wouldn't realize the poems I wrote for her sitting on my desk. She laughed. "I am Ashley." she said again. "Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Bryan." I said trying to recollect my thoughts of manner. "May I sit here." she said. Once again not paying attention I replied with "Huh." Once again she laughed. "You are cute." she said to me as she took her seat. "I wished for this day." I said out loud on accident. "Awe that's so sweet!" she replied. "Oh... uh..... I...... did I say that out loud." I said. "Yes you did.... Bryan was it?" At that point I nodded my head.
Me and Ashley could've talked all day... too bad I messed it up by saying "I love you." She stopped talking, got up and walked away. Now I can't forget what I said. I lay awake right now and just thought... "WOW."
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Insomniac
RomanceThe reason why we lay awake at night. Is it in fear or fright, is it because we don't feel right or is it because if we do... we would think of you.
