She walked past me in the cafeteria,
Her sweet scent of blueberries caught my nose,
I watched as she waved to people, left and right
She sat down across the cafeteria from me, with the boys in the football team and her boyfriend.
I keep my eyes on her, with my pencil in my hand
and her image spiraling through my mind.
I assume it's weird, drawing people, especially without their consent, and I admit that.
But her face, the structure of her jawline, her lips, her blue eyes mixed with sparkles of yellow.
-J.S
