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polish guy
She is amazing
It drives him crazy
But still he pretends not to care
About her beautiful golden hair
And yes, you can call him a stalker
He is in love without knowing her name
Might be considered romantic
Some might even think its classic
She knows him enough
As the secret lover and crush
With letters from him hidden in her closet
She hold her own fantasy
Of him appearing from the balcony
There is no such thing
As rules when it comes to love
We play on destiny and trust
Some will loose
Others pay the price
The lucky get a pretty nice life
On Thursday
Like she planned it be
She came to school early to see
To spy, on him , on her secret lover
Throwing letters in her locker
But what she saw
Was not what she held in her fantasy
He played the violin last time
On Christmas and valentine
With grey eyes and strait black hair
Covering his ears but not eyes
He was simply not her type
He noticed he sight
Her staring with wide shocked eyes
Moments of awkwardness
Stepped between them
Both nervous and freaked
In love but not that much
She suddenly moved fast
Showing rejection in her eyes
Snapped the letters
Threw them straight into the trash..
He remembered her harsh words for ever
They were carved deeply in his heart
Remembering how her lips moved as she said:
"Get lost !!!! Polish guy"
It was said that he became a millioner
That she worked at a local bar
That he would stop every once and a while
Ignoring her brown eyes
She had painfully regretted ever since
She had uttered those words
But it was simply too late
To fix her mistake
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i really liked it...it was really good, and made me sad (BUT IN A GOOD WAY:) )...keep writing!!!
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