Welcome to Gaia! ::

You're a friend.

Introduction.

Your best friend is my boyfriend,
but I'll have you wanting me come
year end.

The meeting.

The three of us met down at the old movie theatre,
and we bought bulk jellybeans.
You had brought a bottle of orange liqueur,
and spilled it on your jeans.

A chance sighting.

After seeing you eat lunch down at Ron's,
I wanted to tote you around my arm secretely like a box of tampons.
Looked as if you'd trimmed your dorky hair.
Satisfied in seeing you,
I went home to play a game of Solitaire.

Fascination.

I layed belly-down in some bushes across the street
and stayed secrete.
You came out to get the mail
eating a cinnamon snail.
After you wiped your nose
on your right sleeve,
and went inside,
I decided to leave.

A discovery.

You think masturbation is unpure,
but every now and then
you become unsure,
and give in.

The curtains were opened slightly;
I saw you there, quite forthrightly.

In the morning your curtains were closed completely.
I'd dozed off, but woke at nine
and left discreetly
(hopefully).

Acknowledged.

Saw you across the road.
I went to wave but you scuffled along quicker than before;
was the tapping of your shoes on the cement a code?
Turning into a driveway, you knocked on the front door,
and practically hurled yourself inside.

You took a peek out the window.

Self-doubt.

Haven't seen you in a few days.
Anyway, you were just a little phase,
but where have you been?
Look, I'm on Atkin's;
I'll get really thin
(for you).

Anger.

Haven't seen you in weeks,
and I don't think it's just an unlucky streak..
You've been avoiding me.
Are you out with Marjorie?
I've seen you with her;
guess that's just a matter of what you prefer.

Frustration.

I don't know what to do with myself;
I can't seem to remember oneself.
Would it be right to ki-

This is an experiment for me. It's a lot different from what I usually write, and I'd really like some in-put on it. :]
Didn't mean to be so emo kid.

Elaborate on that?