Poetry

As I sit here

Waiting for something to happen

I feel my thoughts drift towards you

I think about how you smile at me

How you laugh with me

I think about our code-like conversations on Facebook

About how we talk of breakfast and T.V. shows

I think about how I'm dying to tell you

That I wrote these poems for you

I think about how you'll react

'You should just tell him' my friends say

But what would I say?

I think about the events that led me to you

What if I had done something differently?

Maybe it would've been better

If we never met...

Because then

I wouldn't have to sit and think about you

Written: 9/24/11