FEBRUARY 6, 2017
Once again I find myself sitting by the window on the same bench where we once sat. Trying to not look up every time somebody passed by. Pretending to not care if I saw you or not. But I'll be dam if I didn't admit that deep down I was dying to see you.
Not to talk with you
Just to see you smile at me
and i'll just give you a shy smile.
Admiring you from afar was something that I looked forward too.
Just watching you how your shirt fit you just right, tight enough to show off your muscles, your tattoos that I wonder how far back on your broad shoulder they went. Your jeans hanging low. The same cap that your wear showing off your military branch. Always playing with the front of it.
Once again I find myself sitting by the window on the same bench where we once sat
Watching of catch a glimpse of you
Something I didn't get.....