Sitting Next To Him
Electrifying impulses,
Race through my veins.
I quickly stop breathing,
Like he pulled the reins.
Something about the way he sits,
Shows is uncertainty.
His elbow collides with mine,
While his eyes steal my sanity.
I dwell in the blue,
As he mutters a pardon.
I didn’t catch it,
Why, this is so sudden.
My imagination soars,
The concert is a blur.
I think of only him,
The rest I am unsure.
We stand up to leave,
Now was my chance.
I watched him walk by,
Eyes shifting to glance,
At me.
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