I must have looked pretty
Because I saw him fixed his gaze on me
I pretend not to notice,
Turn my head, sip my hot tea casually
I don't think about his smile,
Or the way his eyes crinkle with glee
I don't wonder if he’s thinking
Of coming over to talk to me
I wasn’t flattered, not really,
Didn’t feel a flutter or skip a beat
I kept reading my book
Why would I care who I meet?
But I’m only sitting here longer,
Staring blankly at the text
And I don’t know if he noticed
But I haven’t turned the page yet
I must have looked indifferent
As he finally walks away
I tell myself I'm content
In my solitude's safe bay
But deep down, a tiny whisper
Asks why I hope he'd stay
I must have looked pretty lonely
But I'd never admit that today.
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