It was a Saturday in the middle of March
and my heart had no idea how to feel,
when I saw you at that bookstore.
Nervous,
I was,
as you started walking in my direction,
completely unaware of the crumbling mess of a human being,
as aisle away from you.
I was going to leave, I swear,
I was going to leave.
But then I thought,
what an insult to fate that would be--
as insult to me, to deny myself the chance
to speak to a goddess.
When you got a little closer,
you finally noticed me
I immediately transformed my awkward posture
into a stance worth of your presence.
Your teeth caught your bottom lip
oh so familiarly,
and I cleared my throat.
I never knew a simple "hello,"
would commence something so strong.
