one day my teacher gave us an assignment, we should wrote a poem about something and relating it with another thing, okay so I related orange with my last summer vacation, but then I thought about another poem. oh well, here it goes..........my orange
orange?
sometimes it reminds me of you
I remember the first time I saw your face
It was a very very windy day, even in the summer
and I saw you
and you smiled
no, not to me, to someone elses
since that day, I always looked for you before I entered school
I adore your face like I like the sweet taste of orange
then one night,
one fine night,
I got bored in the boring EF disco
All I can think about was a gig in the other side of the club
suddenly you came
I gasped and a smile came to my face
I am happy to see you!
but then my friend came
she whispered something I can't ever forget
my orange
my sweet sweet orange
suddenly tasted bitter
oh my god,
you're gay........
it's not good I know. I still have some problems with my grammar. I can't write in English, my speaking's so much better.
whatever, ttyl
xoxo
