Wal-mart Cashier

Hi everyone. Sorry no one has posted any poems on here for a while but some of us have been busy with school (exams are coming up) and holidays and some of us just haven't written any poems. :'( But! Yes there is a but. Before the holidays I had a 'bad' experience (girls should know what I mean) and I was complaining about it the other day and I was told to write a poem about it. Here it is (I'll tell the story after)

Wal-Mart Cashier

I Look Seek and See

I'm Looking fot the One

I Run Along

Not Knowing Exactly What I Want

Or Knowing What I Need

Finally I Come to the End

That's What I Thought

You Pull Me Farther Forward

Then I Think I'm There

I Think You Show Me the End

Finally You Throw Me

Into a New Maze

Into a Different Maze

I Hope I can Find You Again

I Want to End With You

If Only I Knew Who You Were

Ok. Here is a summary of the story behind the poem.

 I went to Wal-mart before the holidays to buy presents for my siblings and when i went to pay i was at the end of a longer line up then usual so a guy about my age that works at wal-mart comes to me and tells me i can come up and pay at his check out. I go and we talk and i pay. He was quite cute and super nice and i haven't been able to get him off my mind. Now here's the part where i should kick myself. I don't know his name and i don't know his more exact age. Plus i don't know if he goes to my school or not. It's a small school but it's big enough that i don't see everyone. So he might go to my school or he might not. I may or may not ever know. 

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Tata for now. The 'T' is out.