5 February 2013
Heart racing, My face facing, The ground. My pounding heartbeat is the only sound, That I hear
Numbly walking, Through the door Palms sweating, I am so not ready For any of this.
I hear my name, It's called out I hear that person then shout out.
Staring at my feet, I hear footsteps approaching.
The tips of black Adidas touch the tips of my shoes My heart continues to pound, I have everything to lose.
A hand. It's warm and big It lightly pulls up my chin
My eyes Like magnets, They are attracted to his eyes
His green eyes, Wide and bright He smiles, He hugs me to him I feel light.
My ear to his heart, I hear his heart pound too In rhythm with mine Then I know I didn't lose.
Winning • Opuss № I