Strangers | Teen Ink


May 27, 2011
By amandanicole BRONZE, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
amandanicole BRONZE, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
Love is louder than the pressure to be perfect

He walked into the crowded room,
She is talking with her friends under the moon,
He thinks he recognizes her face,
Her heart starts to pick up its pace,
Time stood still when they exchanged their first glance,
Everyone rushes to the dance floor to dance,
Friends talk to friends,
And here is where their story bends,
This is the part when the two first speak,
The sparkle in her eyes made his knees weak,
The boy and the girl part ways for a while,
Occasionally giving each other a smile,
She became weary as the night greww long,
The DJ says "It's the final song",
He grabs her by the hand,
She questions "Was this planned?",
The two started to sway,
Their friends laugh because they never felt that way,
He whispers in her ear,
"It's okay I'm here.",
He twirled her by the arm,
She becomes captivated by his charm,
Something clicked in her mind,
She knew a boy like this was hard to find,
They left that night not knowing what would happen next,
Friendship, love, and heartbreak are things they should expect.

The author's comments:
This poem is about the first dance of my freshmen year of high school. That night was enchanting for me! I'll never forget it. You can obviously tell what happened then.

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