Stories tagged “infatuation”
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Xerox Girl
I*zz*ie made m*y* heart strings *q*ui*v*er like a bow pulled across a *v*iolin. A herd of ga*z*elles and *z*ebras chased butterflies in m*y* *q*uickl*y* constricting chest. I watched her work the *x*ero*x* machine at Kinkos. I had gi*v*en her a *z*an*y...
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Chance [another obscenely short poem]
I am in love with possibility Infatuated with chance It’s the might-have-been’s And could-I-do’s That excite me Propelling me forward Towards the next golden opportunity.
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Bliss
He could smell her perfume, her sweat, her shampoo and, under that, her. As he stroked her ear she turned over, looked him in the eye. Oh, those eyes! Deep earthy pools, inescapable. She laughed. How long had he been staring? “I love you.” ...
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Fae
I stare. Every inch of my body screams at me to look away before she catches me, but it’s as though I’ve been seduced by the siren’s song. She’s so beautiful it’s haunting, and yet there’s something wrong with her. S...
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I Regret That
Dustin was standing in the hall after lunch in all his stocky red-headed glory. He always stood in the same spot after lunch, waiting for the bell to release us. I always sat across from him, silently glad I was close to him. This year my closest guy f...
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The Girl I Used to Like
Tammy was watching me again. She didn’t know I saw, but I did; I saw her watch me every day after lunch, wishing I would come over and talk to her. I wasn’t going to help her cheat on Steve, though; he was in Germany, and the last thing I n...
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Janet's Pain
He’s looking at her again. Tammy something. That girl from his school. They’ve barely known each other for years. This is like the second time I’ve seen her. She’s this fragile thing with flowy blond hair and big blue eyes and s...
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Intuition of Infatuation
Ricky going to the board stood out as he was the toughest kid in school. It being the fifth grade, that’s not saying much. Unbidden and glassy eyed he went gliding up to the board and began drawing a crude female form. Mrs. Hubbard started yellin...
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The First Time I Saw Her
The first time I saw her was the day she jumped. She was beautiful. My age. A couple of years younger, maybe, but not long out of high school. Her long, black hair, almost like a cape down her back. Long enough and heavy enough that the wind barely mov...
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I deserve love too!!!
As Dorothea looks at me, very non-committally, just like the previous three times that day, I cannot help but wonder if it will ever change. There’s obviously something there, otherwise she wouldn’t repeatedly focus on me, even though each ...
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Finally You've Found Me!
I found out that certain things, like the sun rises in the east, were the comfort of every dispirited days of questioning my faith. Now they have been bungled by your presence—I am infatuated to you. Because the certain thing to me now yet to result ...
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Ain't Nobody Pleased
In early April, Jacob took a shine to Lizzy, whose proper and full name escapes me. Some time in May, Horrace noticed this fact. Teasing commenced before June. Lizzy, on account of a preoccupation with butterflies, didn’t notice until July that a...
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London Keep Him, Heaven Help Me
The whole thing left me staring at the ceiling cursing time, distance, his impertinance and inconstancy. However gallant his offers, however magnificent the locale or proffered accomodations, his needs remained paramount. He needed someone there, neede...
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Following His Heart
It sucked being sick. The thickness of the summer heat made it worse. Charlie would rather be shivering in his blankets, teeth chattering, than feel like a bloated toad, sweating and miserable. A cough tore out of him and turned into a half a dozen mor...
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Unhappy Endings
“I heard that you were writing stories about me. About us. Like some kind of retarded fan-fiction. Is that true?” Dorothy demanded. “Maybe.” I answered, wondering who she’d heard it from. “So what, do you think writi...
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Marks of Failure
Cory watched Daria leave, trying to hide the bitter sting of disappointment. She hadn’t disappointed him, he had disappointed himself through inaction. He’d waited for tonight for nine days, trying to figure out his feelings. It didn’...
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promises, promises
getting clean kicking nicotine losing sleep vivid dreams oozing hoof deep It did seem like mayhem Fraying the seam Of thought stitches Love wrought sickness Sloshing mental streams With galoshes On a gala of girls and Liz Mrs. Not So Cautious Misses &#...
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Not Exactly St. Vitus' Dance
Tempting though it was I could not bring myself to look at him again for the remainder of what felt like a very long lunch. Amber prattled on, but I didn’t hear. The assorted hoots and howls of a high school cafeteria resounded and echoed off til...
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Tom.
Man, she is beautiful, he thought to himself. I’m so lucky I have her. He walks behind her, enjoying the view of her waving hair swaying back and forth. The breeze blew it lightly, sending the scent of her shampoo in his direction. He inhaled her...
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ILYILYILY
I Like You. A lot. You are the Cool Big Sis I never had ‘cept now I do have— You. ’Cept I’m not supposed to be so (dare I say it?) — infatuated with my own sister (which you are not, anyway) You. Are who I want to be. Just Like Yo...