Life goes on

Eye Contact

One glance, I look up at you

I catch your eye 

You look away really quickly

As if I haven't already caught you staring 

Second glance, I look in the other direction

You had walked that way with your friends

Y'all are talking away in hushed whispers

I make eye contact with your best friend

Third glance, I look up at the clock

I feel goosebumps and look over my shoulder

I catch the feelings I did a year ago 

When I see you smiling, while looking at me

Fourth glance, I try to avoid the direction you're in

The bell rings and I hurriedly throw my food away

I stop at my locker and head to my next class

You end up walking beside me 

Fifth glance, I look at the board

I look up and I can't find the words to speak

It's like I don't know how to talk

The air is tense and nobody feels it but us

Sixth glance, I look at the floor

So I don't see your eyes

The ones that made me fall in love in the first place

And your goofy smile but it's awkward

Seventh glance, I look around the room

You catch my eyes and we stay there for a while

I love you, but you hurt me and then repeatedly hurt me

You knew what you were doing... I think you still do now

Eight glance, I look at the clock

I am ready for this class to be over

I am ready to go home and cry

Cause my heart is still hurting

Ninth glance, I look at the teacher

I am supposed to be listening

Yet, my mind isn't in the room

It's in your truck when we were kissing

Tenth glance, I look out the window

I hear someone's truck rev because that's what boys do around here

You were never like that though because you didn't show off

You never showed off anything you had

Eleventh glance, I look at the door

Hoping someone could come in 

And break this tension in the room

I think some people must be feeling it by now

Twelfth glance, I look up at the white board

Where all the assignments are due 

Yet, I know I haven't started a single one

And I know he hasn't either

Thirteenth glance, I look up at the clock thinking this class has to end soon

He gets up and moves to the desk diagonal of me

I meet his eyes once again and I don't know how to feel

Does he still like me? Why is he making this awkward?

Fourteenth glance, our eyes are still on each other

All he has to do is say three words and explain why

And I'll be his again cause I was much happier with him

Things were easier and I had someone to talk to

Fifteenth glance, our eyes finally go in the other direction

My face is probably a dark maroon by now 

I heard he's been sleeping with other people 

He doesn't want a relationship... he wants to keep his reputation

Sixteenth Glance, I look at the wall

My mind is gone in the wind to the day we went shopping together

He bought a mustache and talked about this party 

Yet, he never invited me to it... I should've known

Seventeenth Glance, I stare out the window again

It's raining and I think about how I cried

I cried until I couldn't anymore, which was about three months

Three long months and I still want him back

Eighteenth glance, I look at the books on the shelf

I remind myself that  he hurt me 

He hurt me to the point I didn't want to see another day

Yet, I'm always comparing someone to him and they never quite measure up

Nineteenth glance, I look at the flowers on the teachers desk

He had tried to buy me flowers, but I had refused

This was a different guy and I didn't feel any chemistry 

Well, not the same chemistry I had felt with him

Twentieth glance, I look at the field outside of the window

I am near the end zone because I smile when I think about someone else

I see the people sidelines cheering me on because my friends didn't like him in the first place

Yet, some days I get tackled and I just want to go running back in his arms