"caffeteria" poems
I saw you in the caffeteria today.
There you were,
and there I was,
and the only thing keeping us away
were the people around us.
Look at me...
I should pat myself on the back.
I didn’t say hello,
Even though...
I saw you leave the caffeteria today.
I saw you pass behind me and walk up those stairs,
and then...
I saw you, see me.
Until then, our eyes shall meet again.
P.s
You look good...
happy looks good on you.
Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 8:16 AM UTC