You
I could never have
You
With your red hair
And shining eyes
The way you dance
On the breeze
Or the way you sing
Keeping me awake
At night
You

Monday
Awful
And you feel it
That smile
Slips from your face
And mine does too
So then
Paper
Folded
Small
Whisked by the
Breeze
Paper Airplanes

You look good in blue
Five little words
And your smile is back
And so is mine
Then it's a habit
Little papers
Flying by
To your window
One
By
One

Don't forget to smile
Wear some red today
Keep your head high
Make time for friends
Good luck on your test
Little things
Happy things
Words
That I could never say
But the paper does
And then...

Him
Tall
Blonde
I recognize him
Johnny
The boy you've said
You like
Downstairs
At the door
With roses
Big red roses
Silly
She likes cornflowers
And poppies
And there you are
At the door
Leaving
With him

Tears
I knew
It would never happen
Us
It was a dream
That I grabbed
And clung to
I hold it tight now
Just like my heart
That screams in pain
As it shatters
Stupid fool that I am
You never looked twice
Never sat near
Never
Never
Never

Next day
No little plane
The smile
Slips
I don't care
You go
I stay
"I feel sick"
I say
And it's true
Love-sick
For you

It's been a week
Since that night
You've been
Irritable
Snappy
Rude
I've been
Depressed
Malcontent
A ghost
I see you
Crying
Paper
Folded
Flying
One little plane

Midnight
No other words
No explanation
Only
Midnight
And midnight comes
Dark
The moon is gone
And no light
To see your face
You can't see me either
But
That's ok
"Friend"
You call me
"Encouragement"
"My reason to smile"
I like that
And you do too

Next day
One little plane
Sitting next to me
One word
From you
Midnight