The secret story

Near to your jacket

It was an empty seat right next to me

You came and put your jacket there-

I liked if you sat down, but I agree,

Your jacket is a brilliant company.

At a great moment it fell down the floor-

I gently took it- I had to touch it, right?

I put it back- a wonderful decor

 Of course, I put my jacket above it.

Sometimes I wonder like: what if?

How would I feel if that smile was for me?

What if, when opening my phone

I could see a message from you?

What if I walked with you for hours

And how it feels to hold you in my arms?