You smile at me Across the way I can see your eyes Twinkling And I feel a vague “something” deep inside.
Ignore it. Keep it out. Don’t let it get a hold of you. Don’t let HIM get a hold of you.
You introduce yourself Tell me your name Little tidbits of information That I take up and put away A magpie hoarding shiny bits of you. That “something” is taking shape.
Stop it. You already know how it’s going to end. You’ve been through this before.
Days go by. Your eyes, your voice Pass through my head More than I care to admit. For once, excitement gleams in the air, Because I might see you again.
It’s not too late. You know what’s right. You know what’s best for you.
Maybe I do but It all falls away Once I see your face. I can’t help it Your smile, your voice Has overtaken my mind I can only try to hide The jolt in my chest The smile in my heart That happens whenever you walk in.
*Too late.
This poem was featured in my school's literary magazine last year.