short story made into a poem

So what now?

His question was

Followed by

An awkward silence

His eyes longing

For those three

Words to be said

His breathing was

Shallow and soft

His whole world

Would pause until

I gave my answer

Once spoken it couldn’t be taken back

Once spoken everyone would know

Once spoken everything would change

I knew his reply

Yet fear still hit me.

Those three small words

Mean the world to him

Everyone else says it

Without a second thought,

So why is it so hard for me?

Wanna go out?

We return to our recess.

Create your own reality

“So what now?” his question was followed by an awkward silence. His eyes were longing for those three words to be said. His breathing was shallow and soft. His whole world would pause until I gave my answer. Once spoken it couldn’t be taken back. Once spoken everyone would know. Once spoken everything would change. I knew his reply yet fear still hit me. Those three small words mean the world to him. Everyone else says it without a second thought, so why is it so hard for me?

I finally say, “Wanna go out?” he quickly replies yes and we return to our recess.

Create your own reality

“You’re my friend right?” I asked nervously as I started to pick at my nails. He looked at me waiting for a reason to my blunt question. I sat there waiting. An awkward silence was soon broken by him uttering a questioning ‘yes’. “Will you do me a favour?” I asked, this time now looking him dead in the eyes.

“Ummm sure, I guess.” He replied, more confused now than ever. Any other day I would have asked for a pencil or to throw thing out for me. However today I had finally built up all my courage to ask him to kiss me. He was startled at first, wasn’t too sure of what I said. His blue eyes dreading the terrible ‘just kidding’ he was expecting to follow.

“I’m serious by the way,” my mind was running through every negative situation that could now happen. My heart was racing now more than ever. All of a sudden my heart stopped, there was silence and it was perfect. His lips against mine mixed with my fingers running through his brown wavy hair created utter excellence.

Create your own reality

“Why are you hands so cold?” he asked as he held my right hand in his. His thumb was gently sweeping over my knuckles. His eyes fixated on my hand, questioning with a hint of concern.

“Because my heart has stopped beating,” I said with an empty look on my face. He jumped to attention and was now looking at me with the eyes of a lost puppy. So confused, so worried. I said nothing more. He waited for the words to start flowing but I wasn’t going to explain. His puppy dog eyes no longer confused, he understood. No matter how hard he tried he knew he wasn’t the one who could restart my circulation.

Your Turn

You see it in the way he smiles,

You hear it in his lies.

Constant denials,

As tears fill your eyes.

All you want is to believe,

You’ll never let him see.

You’ve been taught to deceive,

Lock it up, toss the key.

You can question, wonder why,

But you know it wouldn’t matter.

You can say he is just a guy,

And that he’ll be better.

Yet as your tossing and turning,

Images fill your mind.

Every touch, every kiss burning,

Till to happiness you are blind.

You feel it’s you that doesn’t belong,

As joy fades from memory.

He tells you that it’s all wrong,

Yet you can’t let things be.

You’ll obsess about it for awhile,

Then the truth finally hits you.

No long can u hide in denial,

One heart can’t love two.

The choice was yours to make,

Yet you knew you were too late.

Now her heart he is free to take,

You left it up to fate.