tight ropes and pop tarts.

You weren't supposed to notice and I should have been paying more attention. You caught me at a weak moment, I wasn't expecting you. There was a glitch. A crack in the pavement. As you fumbled - I fell.I asked you for a seceret and you gave me a pop-tart. It was your birthday and I had nothing to give you but a small piece of some bubbled over rock. Turtles were climbing out of there shells and small chinese dragons were quivering in our footsteps. Crispy noodled chopsticks and the smell of pastry crust reminded me of some old movie that I just cant remember all the parts to. I told you that you were the meanest boy to ever have lived! You smiled, I laughed. Why? maybe I am over thinking, perhaps I am over analizing but when you said absultly - did you mean it? Was it here or there that it happend? I suppose it was here - Somplace around here, under the bed or in the attic. In a trunk or maybe behind a box. There was that one place left, I kept it hidden. I had almost forgotten it was there. Maybe you had x-ray vision, perhaps a little machine to see what you could see - You found your shovel and dug it out of me, you asked me. I answered. You got me to talk, I forgot to shut up.So here I am. Sitting here, not really knowing what to think and to tired to be that cat against the wall.. but since you are that dream.. some unspoken reality that I can't get rid of. You will never know this, I'd never have the heart to tell you. As brave of a girl I am I'd never admit it. If questioned I'd forever denie it, But for now.. and before you begin to fade. You will be my seceret crush - and as my keyboard clicks and my phone rings, I will be wondering about you.