He and I

A Canzone practice we did in Creative Writing Class.

He and I

A voice, a face impossible to forget

With the sound of laughter ringing in my ear

I am thankful that it was he I had met,

It never occurred to me before this year.

That Voice that I had become so fond of then,

Told me, sublimely, a secret of when;

Not how, but when I would see him again.

He told me, “My dear, this is not quite the end.”

 

Now and again he speaks kindly to me

Somehow my laughter can keep his soul alive.

I shrug it off as “Something I just can’t see,”

But the truth really is, I could fly inside.

Now, just as I begin to walk away

I can, quite clearly, hear him inhale, then say;

“What could I do without you laughing like this?”

Then I walk away, dreaming of a kiss.

 

Crushes are definitely weird things to have

Sometimes they mean something, though most times they can’t.

It’s too nice to think and daydream, so I’m glad

I pray for the day I can take my own stand;

To actually do something good, just for me.

Who could know? It may really seem “meant-to-be.”

If I open my mouth for more than a sigh,

Perhaps my own words could make us “He-and-I.”

 

Author's Note

Is this falsehood, or truth?
Maybe yes? Maybe no? Who Could Know?
Only I, the author.... ;D

Critique if you wish. Enjoy it as best you can.

Reviews

[Wildfleour]

Definitely a truth. You are something else, Katie! Terrific!

I would look at these two lines:

But the truth really is, I could fly inside. - Fly inside?

Crushes are definitely weird things to have - Crushes just didn't feel like the right word.

[Strife]

wow, that was something. I like the nice light-hearted tone.