I sit with my new friend from the south
You sit with your graphic tablet two tables apart.
I remember you from last year
You have only heard of my name.
I feel like we would get along well
You're into sadness too, I've been told.
My heart runs a marathon
With the thought of approaching you.
It's not that I'm head over heels
My brain probably thinks that getting awkward is the best way to impress like-minded humans
It may be wrong
Because this has never worked on purpose
I didn't even want to go for it
My shaky hands and stiff body with my heart trying to come out didn't even feel like trying
I decide to be an onlooker of your alone time
And I like that that's hard for you to find.
Through my Spotify playlist
I look for the perfect song
Anything close to this situation
Less about love and more about human connections
The crave to relate
To see what you could be
You become a muse
To my ugly doodle
And I'm calmer now
Until I take off my earphones to see if my friend just said something.
And "F*ck My Life", I think to myself,
Because I hear you listening to a song on your Bluetooth speakers
And could you believe it, it's exactly the one that my earphones hummed to me when I just took them off?
That's all there is
That's everything that you wouldn't know.
And I sit in the corner grinding feelings
into fragments tinier than pixie dust
So I got nothing to worry about
Because you'll never see me.