Sitting in a room with 20 people,
Dimmed lights, door closed, voices lowered,
Vision wavy and I'm thinking slow,
Only thing normally appearing is her on the opposite end
Hell did I see her crystal clear,
Reflecting the dimmed light into my eyes,
It's her mere sight,
Smile traded for a smile back,
Definitely felt something right,
Everyone shifts to the couches in the lightless room,
I knew it was going to happen soon,
She and I exchange whispers,
While Jealousy caves in on the others,
Everything happens so slow ,
Yet the time races, there's no tomorrow,
And as we approach each others' close aura,
Her friend sears her with a gaze as if she has no idea,
Go on now open the the box of Pandora,
As lips almost touch they take her, they leave,
Claiming to be past curfew, as if I'd believe,
Though I don't understand what had just occurred,
Nothing happened yet they fled like birds,
I feel sad and mad and even recent memory is blurred,
Only thing I see clear is her,
As she walks away sad and stirred,
No form of goodbye exchanged,
Everything simply deferred,
I go home.
And I wonder why she gave me this curse,
Mentally attached, ****, put my thoughts in a hearse,
Nothing could happen that's worse.
Someone tell me why,
Her earring is currently clung onto my shirt