The Boy Next Door

by Carlee Ann   May 13, 2005


Ever since we were just little kids
He and I have been tight
Got in trouble all the time
Like we didn't know wrong from right
He could always put a smile on my face
Actually, he still can
But now everything is changing
That little boy is becoming a man
That mischevious grin still amazes
Those green eyes still glow
But something has been different
I think our friendship has grown
Oh, that kid has grown up
My little boy next door
Dropping little subtle hints
That he doesn't want to be just friends anymore
I don't know what I'm feeling
It seems like yesterday we were eating mud pies
And today he's eating at my heart
Something about it feels so right
Oh, that boy is growing up
My little boy next door
Kissed me when I was five
And wants to kiss me some more
I think he wants to be my baby
I'm looking at him in a whole new light
I think I love him
And that love feels so right
So maybe the boy next door
Will come and sweep me off my feet
Like when he'd give me piggy-back rides
He's grown up, but he's still as sweet
I remember when we'd race to beat the sun
And now his smile makes my heart race
This feeling creeps up on me
But it's one I'll have to face
As he looks me in the eyes
I want to tell him "I love you!"
But I'm muted by his presence
Now what do I do?

**Sorry, all, this is not good, at all. It's kind of forced rhyme, I think. I'll try and improve it later...**

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  • 19 years ago

    by Carlee Ann

    Thanks, lu and ann!

  • 19 years ago

    by Ann Stareyes

    Beautiful, my dear. Sometimes being childhood friends can truly turn out to be a good love. I growed up with my husband, played as kids, started dating him at 16 and Married him at 20. We've been together now for 30 yrs. So go for it, give it a chance. Great job, loved this one. hugs, love, *Ann*