Young Writers Society

They’ve got chemistry, we’ve biology

My heart pumps love

But when I’m cut off, you don’t see the drops

I’m sick and tired of this CNoU filling up my lungs, because I’d Hayd to Suffocate

Could I use some of your air?

Your hair, your derrière, don’t mind me if I stare

And I think mouth to mouth might get me breathing again

I’m just pretending anyway, last time I looked at you, my heart pounded just from seeing your grace, the way you walk down the stairs like an angel, and your face, the way you make me go crazy and fill up my heart with just one perfect smile. The way you say dan’ and leave off the ‘g’. My heart beats when I see you giving your friends exactly what they want from you, but never giving away something you’d rather keep. How you’re afraid of heights and eating sloppy in front of people, when I’m just happy to see you close the dishwasher with your foot like I do. I faint for the way you dress, I gush for the way you push my limits with your reckless thirst for adventure. You could push me off the other end of the world, and my smile would still be as heartfelt as when I saw you through the doorway last year and I couldn’t contain myself. “Dan’ it, she’s the girl for me.”

My neurons are just as on fire as my heart,

But you hit my knee last year and we still haven’t kicked it

My reflexes are slow, so I guess we’ll be saved by the ring ring

What do you think?

Are you ready to settle down? Promise me you won’t ever settle

Honey, the moon’s coming up

We’ll go town to town, pedal to the metal

No reasoning, no more rhyme, no plan, just wherever our heart takes us, we’ll go

We could see Siam, that makes us Siamese, connected by the veins

Heart to heart, but we’re silent, listening to My playlist #3

We’ll take the world, look it over a few times, then make it our own for practice

How does that sound?

If they invent time travel I would never have believed me, let alone my ears