The Freshman

You’re not the boy I’d expect to like in this day and age

You’re far too young and many grades below

But I don’t know what it is about you that makes me not want to let go.

It’s not you, but me, you see,

I’m the one that has to leave

I know when I go that pain is sure to come.

In knowing that I must go, I keep you at a distance

to touch my body but not my heart.

I know the way you feel for me with ever smile and glance.

Every kiss speaks of just how much you care.

I love the way you look at me with those deep brown eyes

I see the feeling behind that sly smile you give me every time.

I love the way you kiss me so soft and true, but the funny thing is

I only like kissing you.

The way you make me feel when your around

drives me up the wall

Those hands of yours, those eyes, those lips

I’m so afraid to fall.

But that day will come

to say goodbye

only 30 to go.