this is the first outing since you
Since "we" became and "you" and "I"
And I was terrified
But, it went alright.
Butterflies formed in my gut
But, not the kind you used to give
A different kind
A new kind
A kind that I could get used to.
I watched his face as he talked
I observed his mannerisms
And probably looked like a creep
But, for an instance, I could not recall yours.
We watched a movie and he laughed
A loud laugh that was contagious
A deep, full laugh
That was so different from what I've heard before.
I was awkward
And he was nice
We talked
And it was nice.
I apologized for being awkward
He said it was alright
He asked what I'm writing
I said "Nothing special"
I think I lied.
Not that I'm in love
But, now a bit less afraid
Like a weight lifted
Who knew fear weighed so much?
So what am I writing?
Just jotting down some thoughts
...Possibly
But...nothing special?
I might have lied.