Click
Thud. Thud. Rush.
Heartbeat, heavy. Blood pumping.
I can hear my pulse in my ears. Feel it in my throat.
Everything is frozen around me, and nothing exists.
Nothing but her.
Click. Freeze.
Eyes meet, but not with mine.
She’s staring at him with a feeling I know too well.
                                Longing.
Longing for him to notice her.
Notice her with more than just gazes and sugar-coated speech.
Focus.
I capture her eye-squinting laugh through my curved lense.
Frame by frame.
He must’ve said something funny.
Click. Freeze.
I see it in her eyes.
Her toes are always pointed towards him.
They stay, planted.
Firmly interested in his words.
Even though she always fidgets.
     Almost Always.