It was right there in her diner,
None soon from heart and the undone,
Now a knot it's tight, With a smile, it's like:
To touch her mouth when it is moving.
Laugh, and drink some tea
Lonely but, how you see me
I'll mark this time
And then rewind
Oh how it felt so forward graceful
Studious essential: glasses perch
Playful jab, a coyful smirk
To her dismay I sit away
This isn't bubble hubris
She maybe likes you
Shoulda hugged her at the door
Except... the others.
If she's anything like me
She'll understand; those eyes
Riding home
All I hear are future heartbeats
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