Black Hair, Blue Eyed Boy
Isn’t it crazy? The way he makes you feel. You barely know him and he barely knows you, but somehow you know that one day you will be together. You can feel it in your bones. You feel it with every portion of your body. All you can think about is him. All you see in your head is his face. Those eyes, blue as they come, are staring back at you in one of your daydreams that you pray to God will come to life.
You wonder just one thing. Why? Why him? What is it about him that makes me like him SO DAMN much?! You have only talked to him over text message and IM on Facebook. Have you ever heard his voice? Even a response from him makes your whole day. Hell, it makes your whole week just to know that he took time out of his day for you.
At night when you’re in bed, all you can think of is him, but then again when aren’t you? You keep picturing his handsome face. His black hair and blue eyes. You wonder if he is having a difficult time falling asleep. How was his day? You wonder that too. You just sit there in bed and think of what you and he could be for hours and hours until finally you manage to drift off into a slumber. When you wake up in the morning, the first thing you think of is him. Except now, you’re too tired to function properly, but there is one thing you can still do. Think of him. All day you’re tired and continue to think of his gorgeous face and just day dream about the day he finally comes to his senses and sweeps you off your feet. Then you go back to bed after your day is over. You think you are exhausted, but as soon as you try to stop thinking and go to sleep, the same things that you thought the night before begin to rush through your head. And the cycle continues. All day, all night, all week, all month, and almost a year now, I’ve been seeing the same face in my mind. The black haired, blue eyed boy. One thing I must say is, I love you.