He
glances my way
. . .then bows his head. Is he embarrassed?
He
begins to walk towards me‑‑
Halting,
opening his mouth. . .
Onlytoformunspokenwords.
He
turns away, seeming to decide
. . .No, not today‑‑
But just maybe tomorrow.
And once again he
walks away and I'm left
WONDERING.
I HATE that when guys do that, since I'm at that age. LoL. Wow. I loved the essence and atmosphere of this poem. Really was sweet and immature ;)
Lots of Love
*-x Brittany x-*