Him & Her

iv. Her

As I make my way along the bookshelf,

I feel like I'm floating,

And it's scary,

Because he hasn't even said anything yet

And already, this is how I feel.

But he looked at me.

He saw me.

Lost in my thoughts,

My naive daydreams,

I find myself staring at him

Through a gap in the wall

He looks frustrated,

A frown on his face,

As he mutters obscene words under his breath

What is it that has bothered him so much?

I wish I were brave enough

To come out of my hiding, for once,

To walk up to him and place a soothing hand on his shoulder

And just talk.

Just talk to him.

But how am I supposed to do that

When I can barely speak to my own friends

Without stuttering every few seconds?

I'd rather have this painful silence

Than have myself looking like a fool

A coward, that can't even say a simple hello

And besides, if he cared,

I don't know why he would,

After all I'm just a girl he happens to see

A few days of the week, at work,

And yet, if he did,

He'd try to make a move, wouldn't he?

I sigh in sorrow, 

As I turn away from the little gap,

Away from him,

Because I know 

That this is all I get

This is all he has to offer to me.

We're two strangers,

With just a tinge of familiarity,

And perhaps, this is what we'll always be.

A dead end.