![]() To The Girl A Few Rows Down, To The LeftA Poem by Bryan Wang
A few rows down to the left,
I can only see the back of your head. Finger twirling through your hair, I'll stare at you here and there. I don't know you, you don't know me. But we can pretend we're happy Like two dolphins takin' a hop Enjoying the sun shinin' on top. Sometimes I smile At all of the possibilities. But I'm only in denial Cause there's no way I'm gonna speak To you, to you. I like the way you walk And can only wonder how you talk. Black looks good on you, Do you think so too? All these thoughts are just thoughts So it ain't like my heart's in a knot. When love is easy to make believe, We could, all day in a dream. So you'll live your life And I'll live mine. Maybe by chance One day we'll be holding hands. Or we'll just mix in the crowd While the music plays loud. Don't forget we're strangers, Heart and mind not in any danger.
© 2015 Bryan Wang |
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