lunch
i saw her sitting at lunch alone again
i decided to sit with her
bathe in her calm eyes and serene smile
she welcomed my presence happily
and it made my heart burst
i like seeing her smile
i like seeing her happy
i want to be the one to make her happy
but it's too soon for that
i doubt she even thinks of me as a friend
nancy wheeler walks the world with grace
while i am nothing but a speck of dust in her wake.
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starlight ✷ ronance
Fanfictionronance. in which robin buckley writes poems about nancy wheeler.
