Seeing Him

by Brye Jones   Nov 9, 2007


Seeing him through the halls, I wonder what to say to him. I think and think. Then I walk pass him,not saying anything. I feel that I lost my chance. But what should I say to him. I think of things but I don't know what.
Seeing him in class, I think of what to say. Nothing,I can`t think of anything. He asks me why I barely talk to him anymore. I try and try to think of how to put it but I just cant. I just don't know how to say it. I guess I will never be able to tell him.Seeing him makes me think about everything.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Sarah

    I think it would have been better if it was put in paragraphs, but still very good job. How about you check out some of my poems, tell me how to make them better. (:

    --Raven

  • 17 years ago

    by Spoken Silence

    Good poem. Would be better if you wrote it with lines instead of a whole paragraph.

    -SS

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