I usually stay away from that area because, well,
That's your favorite hangout spot.
It makes me so very nervous to be in the same room as you even if there's no interaction between us.. But today was just the kind of day whereby you awaken to the kind of rain that threatens to tear your house down, and school forces you to get out of the house and onto your feet to see the moisture up close, and you are in a dreamy mood whereby only the book plays within your mind and you're in love with too many songs and you feel all smiley and sing-y.
It was still cold and you just had lunch, just
wanted somewhere to sit and simply
Read. Read and read and read and read, for you're close to finishing it.
And so you did- the place that wasn't the library, the place that you've always wanted to read in but avoided.
That little eye contact, that little flutter and little stop,
That little feeling.
Actually I seem to like rather different yet similar kinds of people.
I wonder,
If the light fell on me the way it fell on you
And if it looked alright.
Who knows if I'm deluded, but I'm not exactly the invisible type.
You have such strong eyes,
The kind that focuses on things.
They're a little intimidating, a little too sharp with a lot of power,
But that's kinda why I like them
although a softer hue to it would be nice, too.
Your hair isn't anything other than average and your
voice isn't exactly smooth or calm,
But you have great eyes and a good walk and you smile like the rays of sunlight after the dew settles.
I ended up getting absorbed in the book anyway and forgetting you,
But when you stood up to leave I somehow had the instinct to know.
I think that when I look, I really look, really look at you,
And it's kind of embarrassing.
.
But I'm not interested in anything beyond this happening.
You aren't someone I actually know, and there's a part of you that just seems wrong to me.
I suppose it'll be a long time before someone actually catches my breath the way my first crush did, so this will just be one of those fleeting things that doesn't matter as much.
This is not the time anyway; I just wanted to phrase out both my interest and my disinterest before moving on.
And now, it's jelly time. :>
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