Temptations

Everyone has their own choice of "temptations", other wise known as "boys". You got the skinny skater boy with long hair and piercings. The muscle man with black ink streaking his biceps like ink on paper. The jock with every sport award possible filling his bed room. The one I'm after is a hybrid. Hair covering his eyes skinny, but muscular. Mint green eyes peek form under the shaggy curls and tattoos streak his arms and biceps. Pairings from his bottom lip and nose. My thoughts scream for him and my heart aches, but the small voice keeps repeating... Work...work..work. I ignore the small voice and continue to fall. School drowns away and people disappear. Its only me and him. Realizing his values and mine. Knowing I won't be the one...I let go.