She was Perfect

He stares into her face;

Her eyes

Blue as a sapphire,

And her hair

Was golden.

She was perfect

He wants to move,

He wants to speak,

Yet, he doesn’t do anything.

Now she looks at him.

He hides

His, now red face

She gossips to her friend,

He conjectured,

That it was about him.

The sound of her voice,

Was as sweet as honey.

She now walks over to him.

He tries to run,

He tries to pretend his invisible,

But,

He doesn’t do that.

Instead he looks into her,

He endeavors to make out a “Hi”

But his efforts have succumbed,

As she walks right past him

And flirts, with the other boy.