I met you yesterday.
You don't know it,
But I do.
It was brief,
But my heart still lifted.
I saw you today,
And I think you saw me.
It was quick,
No more than accidental eye contact,
But I felt like I was walking on air.
I know they're just simple interactions,
Hardly even noticeable,
But they mean everything to me.
YOU ARE READING
Terms of Normality
PoetryI'm just a 14-year-old nobody saying it like it is. Well...how it is for a 14-year-old nobody.
