i see you every morning.
you always sit in the same spot.
i always sit in the same spot -
next to you.

when you smile at me,
i don't feel something
sour with nervousness
grip my heart
like i did
before i had met you
and i loved others.

when you smile at me,
it's something familiar.
no one smiles like you do.
no one smiles at me like you do.

one time,
we were swapping songs,
sharing earbuds.
at the time,
i was in love with this one song;
i played it over three times
before you laughed,
and asked me if i knew
a certain song.
i said no, too focused
on my science homework
to see your face.
(i wish i had seen it,
just to know what you were thinking
and just because i love
the way you smile at me.)
you played me three songs-
three songs i hadn't heard before.
each one
was
a love song

and i couldn't help
but wonder
if that was
your love song for me.