Every time I see you
it starts back all over again.
You would walk by and smile.
I would smile back. It's been
a while and this is all we've done.
the words are in progress, but I
think we are getting far. I dont
really know about you, except
for your name. You no nothing
of me, except my face. You
walked around the restaurant,
to make sure I saw you. When
you thought I wasnt looking
you tripped over the stairs, still
looking at me. I still remember
when you walked straight into
the door, still looking at me.
I wonder what this will turn out
to be
