If Only...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Romance
A young adult's thoughts while watching the object of that often elusive dream of love.

Submitted: July 01, 2017

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Submitted: July 01, 2017



In the same green chair, I sit with my roommate Qaseem.  He’s gay and Arab, a double zinger in the world we live in.  Also, like me, he’s lovesick over a football jock.  Yeah, the same you stand up with across from us in the café.  You’re favorite wide receiver London.  Pfft!  I only have eyes for you, Jack, the star quarterback for the University of Norte Dame.

Fluttering heart murmurs leave me jittery every time I see you.  Since high school, I’ve loved you forever.  Athletic, dark hair, blue eyes, and that smile!  Watching you and London from afar, I wish…

Damnit, if only I could be as close to you as London!  If only you even knew how the sound of your voice moves me. 

If only…

You walk by with your friend talking about some party you plan attending tonight.  I wish I could meet you there and dance with you.  God, you’re body rocks!  The sexy way you move sends flames through me.  One kiss and I would make you want to hold me tight all night. 

But, you don’t see me longing for you to notice me or even acknowledge I exist.

If only…

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