Depresso Mode A Black Poet’s Memoirs

So Im Thinking Every 7 Chapters/Poems Im gonna end each volume and start fresh.

Ok Here Shes Walking By….

It was 8th grade I met you. Sitting in the middle of science class.

You walked through the door and it was like love knocked me right in my ass.

I was so immature like a bitch I wrote a note that I couldn pass. Then got upset when looked at my past.

I felt like you were so close to me not realizing you were so far away. Id fantasize whole lives together with kids in class every day.

But my fantastical bliss was never meant to last. Because not long after my note got found by the class.

They read it aloud and passed it around it was like I was the rodent being dissected. I didn even stick around to see that you ended up intercepting.

I switched schools and told my self that I was living by a fools rules. I mean who still writes love letters to girls in school?

2 years passed and i met you again. In a science class at American.

In that moment it was like I was in a dream so sublime Your smile livening up my life like dead plant finding sunshine.

I tried to pretend like I wasn falling for you all over again. But just like before its almost like destiny was meant to repeat itself and I couldn make amends.

I got closer to you day after day. Saying one day this sunshine ray would clear away my clouds of grey.

Finally I wrote another poem for you. But this time I took matters into my own hands and read it loud and true.

Everyone stunned by my boldness even me and you. The little boy from from 2 years ago and thrust himself in like a raw piece of meat in a zoo.

I found myself standing nervous but calm. I looked into the crowd and I saw you. Through all the faces and colors you stood clear as the sky blue.

We talked and you agreed to give me a chance. Little did I know I had wrote it to for in advance.

Just a year later my parents would tell me they got me a chance to go to college early. You being so excited for me didn realize that meant Im be moving and that left me surly.

I told you I wouldn go because Id finally expressed how Id felt for you. But your conscious had decided to let me go.

So I left and we kept touch for a while. Even when you found another man I was just happy to see you smile.

So I say thank you for the journey it was quite a mile. And may our young hearts always maintain that smile.