Homage to "It's Raining in Love" by Richard Brautigan
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I don't why I do it.
I just can't seem to take
My eyes off a boy when I
Like him.
I steal glances.
I start to wonder things,
listen and try
To decipher,
translate
And find
hidden meanings in what he says.
If he says "How are you today?"
and I say "Pretty good,"
I wonder whether he really wants to know
how I am.
My friends tell me,
"If he's really interested in you,
you'll know.
Don't go searching, love will find you."
What they say is very true,
And love isn't something that one goes
on a quest to find.
Love just comes along and taps
your shoulder.
BUT
if a boy can't stop looking at me
and looks away when I look back
and his face turns a slight pink
and hangs on to every word I say
and I ask him
"How are you today?"
and startled, he says "Oh! I'm good."
and hastily adds "and how about you?"
and looks genuine and listens
to my words like a sweet melody.
I think: Thank God it's you overthinking this time
instead of me.