The New Boy

Time to begin my new passion. Theatre.

As I enter this new world, he walks in too.

Tall. Funny. Kind. Handsome.

I get lost in the way he laughs.

I get lost in his passion for life.

I get lost in his eyes.

I always catch myself staring at him.

Staring at him when he is talking with his friends.

Staring at him while he works.

Staring at the way he gets lost in another girl’s eyes.