accidentally in love

High School has always been a drag, but at least I only have one more year of it left. I walk down the stone steps through the rusty gates, secretly awaits a world of hidden torment. I shift the backpack nervously from one shoulder to another, taking a big breath. I walk across the grounds, trying not to say anything and ignore the stares. Soon the bell sounds, like a foghorn in the mist. I walk through the halls and notice all the whispers and stares, I try hard not to care of the rumors spreading like wildfire. Hiding in the shadows, I sit in the back where I can't be seen. The time drags by slowly as I watch the clock. Is it just my imagination or is it not moving at all? I hear someone shout, "FREAK" as I go walking down the hall, I pretend it doesn't bother me and stick my middle finger high. Fourth period has begun, the last class of the day. As the teacher rambles on I think to myself, why don’t I belong? why don’t I fit in? is it cause I'm different? is being an individual wrong? If it is than I don’t care, you can tease me all you want. In a world where nothing matters but your make up, and looks, where a unique personality is simply regarded with stares. 1

Then I look over to the guy just a row over and two seats up, and just smile. I've never had anyone in my life who understood the way I felt,2

who listened when I talked. Someone who didn't judge me no matter what I said, someone who seems to read all the thoughts in my mind. Someone who talked me back from being at death's door. Someone so incredibly sweet, it makes your heart race. Someone' who's emotions are written all over their face. Someone who can make me laugh without even trying. Someone who comforts me when I need it most. Someone who accepts me for who I am on the inside. Someone I feel I can trust, someone who never runs out of things to say.3

He turns his head and glances back at me with a big grin, and turns his head back to the teacher.4

He hasn’t realized yet, that special someone is him. I just love everything he does and says. I love his intense blue eyes and the way his smile lights up the room. I love the way he can make me blush with all the sweet and caring things he says, I just feel like kissing him in every possible way. I love the way he laughs and how his eyes sparkle in the light. I hate it when he's sad or angry and upset, I just want to do anything possible to make him feel better. It tears me up inside when I see him in pain, or when I know he is upset and I am to blame. 5

I just wish he knew the truth... 6

that I have the biggest crush on my best friend.7

.................................................................................................8

As I sit in my window cell, I watch as the rain hits the pavement, and streams down the window pane. I just close my eyes and listen to the rain, as I think of him and if he is thinking of me too. 9

I stare out at the street, bewitched by the beauty of the night knowing if only he was here, everything would fall into sync. My cheeks are stained with salty tears from the loneliness I feel deep inside my heart. The scars are so deep inside that only he can make them heal. 10

I hear a knock at the door, and I wipe away the tears as I open the door. My heart stopped, my breath got caught in my throat. His hand was placed on the door frame, giving him support, and his head was gazing down. He was soaking wet and what looks to be out of breath. He looked up and just stared into my eyes. He then stood fully upright and walked in. 11

"there's something I have to tell you."12

I looked at him kind of confused and said, "okay."13

"I was thinking and I realized nothing good can ever come from those 3 words, it just leaves you vulnerable and sets you up for getting your heart ripped from your chest. Love leaves you hurt and depressed and invokes a lot of emotions that no one is ready for...14

but Lisa, I don’t care if it leaves me dying from a broken heart, I need to be with you.15

....I love you."16

He took his hand and wiped away a few tears that slipped out, and lifted my chin so he could gaze into my eyes. He placed his hand on my cheek and whispered, "I love you" shushing me when I tried to speak. He leaned in to share the silent night of a passion's kiss. He picked me up and carried me in his arms, and gently placed me down onto the bed. I just prayed to god that this night would never end. I smiled as the ferocity of our amorous sensation lingered. I wrapped my arms around his neck, his hot skin pressed firmly against mine. Love, lust, passion and overwhelming desire raced from our pores as our lips locked. Hands led the way to 17

the bittersweet sensations, while our gaze locked dangerously.  18

Soft gasping whimpers danced into the air, while consumed by the passion that we shared. He dove deeply into the essence that was my sacred ocean, he was overwhelmed  by the powerful need to fill me with his love and devotion. Lost on a sea of love, drowning helplessly in an abyss of pure surrender, flesh against flesh, lips tasting the sweetest kiss, so pure and tender. Nothing mattered, just the uncontrollable fever that devoured our souls, moments turned into hours as we revealed their emotions becoming whole. We gave into each other, letting the world fade and fall into the heat of the night. We fell at heavens door, given a tender moments peace as we gazed into eternity. No longer two souls divided, but a single being that shown like a blaze of light, through the emptiness of time. We found ourselves washed on the shores of ecstasy, swept away by the very thing we've been so starved to embrace.19

we found love...20