• Sep/1/09
    There he is!
    He looks at me,smiles and waves.
    He signs"come sit over here"!
    Why would he ask me,the deaf outcast,to sit with him.
    But I do.
    He starts signing some words."How are you?"
    I speak and say"Good you?"
    But i quickly cover my mouth.
    I know that for a fact deaf people sound wierd when they speak.
    "Whats the matter?"He signs.
    "my voice sounds wierd I know it!"I sign.
    "Your voice is not wierd!"He signs back.
    Its the end of lunch.
    He walks me to my locker.
    As I open my locker he taps my shoulder.
    I turn and look up at him.
    When I turn around he gently kisses my lips.
    For three months the same routine.
    Every time I see him.
    My heart warms up with exitement.
    Every time we hug.
    Every time we kiss.
    That feeling came on.
    jan/19/10
    one day I go up to his locker and ask"Can I have a hug?"
    "No!"He signs.
    Then he walks away.
    My heart sank and ached.
    The same routine went on for three weeks.
    Each time he says no my breaks even more.
    I wish I had the guts to go up to talk to him.
    But.
    IM.
    Afraid.
    I.
    Just dont want to be shot down.
    So.
    I'll just.
    Go on.
    No looking back.
    No more heart break.