Jumbled.

Love birds

So I saw you today, and I swear,  you were so compelling somehow even my heart forgot to beat. Later that day I saw you smile, and just as I was beginning to catch my breath, I heard you laugh. It was the single most beautiful thing I heard in my life. It was a laugh so joyous I thought I had died because my spirit was so enlightened I though it had risen to touch the heavens. I wanted so badly to have the courage to speak to you (I assure you only to hear the sound of your voice.) but before I could gather the nerve, the bell had rung and I had no time to think of anything that could’ve had the slightest chance of grabbing your attention. I was so deep in thought i hadn’t noticed everybody had left until I looked up from my desk to find an empty room and a teacher staring at me as if they were questioning my mental stability; i must’ve had quite an expression on my face. Anyways, i gathered my things and hurried through the door to see  I could catch a last glimpse of you, but what I found was something that only could resemble hope in a time of severe darkness. I found you, walking down to the hall intersection and into the high school traffic that lead to the school foyer. And just like that, you were gone and disappeared into the crowd, just as everyone else who headed that way had. It occurred to me that that was such a bitter thought,  blending you into the mainstream idea of ordinary because you are so much more than anybody that could be classified as average. It’s almost as if everybody else when a flock of blind crow, and i was born with the privilege of seeing something no else did, a dove. What the crows don’t know is that they can’t even begin to compete.