Thoughts
And as she left, she thought
only of him.
She thought of the thousands of times she had the chance
to say what she wanted to say to him.
She thought of all those times she swore
he looked as if all he wanted was a kiss, from her.
She thought of the times she froze up in mid-conversation
because she made him laugh or smile
and couldn’t help but to stare at his simple beauty,
forgetting the next words she wished would come out.
She boarded the bus, sitting down,
her mind being filled with thoughts of
him...