9:47 pm
hovering over him,
he needed help on how to get to the pre-test.
but what i question is -
how could he not know that?
he should know how....
why would he ask?
and at that -
ask me when s h e was closer to him?
these questions boggle my mind; as well as many many others that i don't want to say.
"you seriously don't know
how to get to it?"
i asked him and laughed slightly,
still hovering over his shoulder.
"no! i don't, please just help me."
the blue eyed boy asked,
making eye contact for a split second.
i dont remember exactly
what he replied,
but i'm pretty sure it was along those lines.
i clicked to the first part;
and took in a deep breathe.
"are you wearing cologne?" i asked suddenly. it smelled like - god, i don't even know but it smelled amazing.
"yea."
he said as i got him to the pre-test.
damn you smell really good.
i wanted to say - but kept quite for my own good. god knows what would happen if i did actually say it.
sitting back next to him in my seat, i wanted to smell the cologne he wore again - i wanted to smell him, not in a weird way; you wouldn't understand unless you smelled him for yourself.
this is computer class for me,
g r e a t but h o r r i d.
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intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poetry[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
