There was a girl at 22
Used to work with
Never said a word
Just made eyes to each other
Like young people do
Everyday passing by
We’d lock eyes
And give a smirk or grin
I’d get home, my heart aflutter
Have fake conversations with her
‘How are you, how’ve you been?’
Told myself to gather courage
To take charge
Cause if you looked into her eyes
And into her soul
She wants you to ask her
Maybe cuddle, hold hands, Love
Deep into the night...
Wore my best shirt the next day
After a month of waiting
Those wonderful eyes
She must’ve called in sick
And the next and the next
Asked around ‘the one with those
Beautiful eyes, have you seen her?’
‘Found another job, better pay, Better hours ...’
She found less deserving eyes
Than mine
Or whomever came along
Eventually
Lost now to time...