Teenage Heartbreak
His arms are shaking,His forehead is sweaty,
His crooked glasses teeter off the edge of his nose.
His mind is racing with what he is about to do.
His clammy hand threatens to drop the rose.
His knuckles vibrate as he knocks on the door.
His eyes widen when she comes out to greet him.
His voice hides in fear of the answer,
so instead his body forces the flower upon her.
Prom?
His heart breaks when she says no.
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