Aching pain stirs deep withing my stomach.
His blue eyes look into mine.
Was that a smile? A brief flittering smile?
My friends "ooo" and "aw" tauntingly.
They say they do it because its cute I like him this way.
As they taunt me he glares at them and takes my hand.
My heart leaps to my throat.
He's holding my hand!
His touch is soft and kind,
even as he pulls me to an empty room.
He goes to kiss me.
I have no choice but to push him away.
"We barely know each other!" I shout.
The pain in my stomach leaves me.
I walk away,
Turning to see his lovely blue eyes filled with pain.
I did not wish to hurt him...
But he isn't mine,
And I'm not his.
We belong only to ourselves.