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Mockingbird
I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes; deep inside you want to cry.
I can see it in your eyes; deep inside you want to cry.
His deep, husky voice was attempting to rap Eminem’s song. And although everyone else in the room hummed, laughed and smiled along with him; my smile was genuine, for the first time in months.
When I first met Jake*, it was through a friend. He humoured me, made smart-ass comments and made me feel something I had never felt before.
The first time I had ever heard Jake's name, was when I found out that he and my best guy friend had been throwing the cupcakes that they had made in Home Ec around the classroom. Needless to say, I had immediately pegged him for an immature boy, still waiting to go through puberty.
Was I wrong.
Although most boys at the age of fourteen are still considered to be immature, he seemed to be a tad more mature than the rest of them.
He played hockey; and from the sounds of it, excelled in that area. He was also a skier, and would often joke about “crashing into various trees”.
When I first went snowboarding with him, he past me after two seconds.
When I had finally caught up with him, he decided to rub snow onto my already-freezing face for the hell of it.
Needless to say, I screamed for a solid minute, because it was so cold.
And he just stood there and gaped at me the whole time.
Later on, I found out that he never knew that I could scream that loud.
He is also an IB-er, which means that he naturally pours over his grades as well.
His ability to pull things out of his arse last minute is admirable, as with the fact that he can’t write an essay to save his life. But his talent in the Sciences really makes up for it.
Needless to say, I gradually began falling for him, unconsciously.
But things have gotten so bad between us
I don't see us ever being together ever again
I don't see us ever being together ever again
I told my guy friend, who happened to be Jake’s best friend, that I liked him. My friends were all eager to play matchmaker, but in the end, it didn’t work out.
So I forgot about Jake, and eventually, we became distant friends.
Three days ago, I hung out with him again.
We bonded over silly games, and even touched hands.
I tell myself not to go there again.
Because I’ll just end up hurt…
But then of course everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
But it's just something we have no control over and that's what destiny is
But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream.
I guess it was never meant to be
But it's just something we have no control over and that's what destiny is
But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream.
*Name has been changed.
