Alright I have a confession...
I intentionally bumped your shoulder causing you to drop your books.
That might make me sound like a Jerk, but I promise I really didn't think it would make you actually drop your books.
But trust me the intention is actually a little more romantic than it seems...or creepy...depends on how you see it.
Well the reason I bumped into you is cause
I was tired of walking by you after class and not knowing what your voice sounded like.
Was it the way I imagined?
...it was actually better.
It was the perfect mix of soft and sweet...
Like my favorite birds that cheep.
Cause when I bumped into you...
You apologized, to me ,before your books even hit the ground, and I could feel the sincereness and genuineness of that sorry.
Even though you didn't even do anything wrong.
That's just the type of person you are.
We both went down at the same time to pick up the mess I had made.
And that was the first time for which my eyes had laid upon yours.
Your pupils dilated like life showing me
A window of opportunity.
As did mine...I could physically feel my brain begging my eyes to
Increase its pupil size
To allow in more light
to be able to view you...
In all your glory!
So I could see our story...
In that one moment I saw the years to come,
And what we would become, and the cute argument that you would win...
of what we would name our son.
In that one moment I imagined our home,
And I had planned the years when we're old,
And what it would say on gravestones.
In that one moment I saw the story of us.
So I guess all I have to say is
My bad...
I hope you don't hold it against me.
