Our eyes locked together
Chained for the better
I wanted to speak
But I didn't want to upset her
Working the courage up
I said 'What's up?',
I felt very foolish,
What's up? Who says that still?
She's looking nervous
Maybe she's thinking it was perverse
Like somehow up
was an innuendo on a *****,
I tried again, to reassure her,
'When I said up, I didn't mean my *****',
Oh god, I just said ***** to her,
She's throwing all kinds of strange looks
Do I tell her I'm copying some game books?
Do I tell her , I'm just kidding? Is it too late?
I stopped myself.

Waited for a response.

She's still staring into my eyes
Captivating my truth and lies
Her eyes the colour of blue
Well more azure, but as azure
as sure as the sky.

Her mouth gestured a smile,
Then her hands started moving,
Is she signalling me to hold her hands?
She's moving them an awful lot,
What do I do? What do I say?
I went and grabbed for her palms,
Interlocking my fingers between hers
And as it occurs
the man nearby looks at me
Mumbles
'She's speaking in sign language,
I think she's mute',

I took my hands away,
Hiding from the embarrassment,
I hope she doesn't consider it
Harassment,
I looked around,
Unsure of what I was to do.

I speak again, and last time I did,
It didn't go well,
So why would it go well now?
'I'm sorry for how awkward it's been,
I'm just a dumb and stupid teen,
But I think you're extremely pretty,
And if you don't mind can I take you out to the city?'

She looks at me , nods her head.
Then under her breath, I hear ,
'I would love to'.

Bright red like a tomato,
WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING ?