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It was 11 a.m. and you and I sat across from each other. We often glance at each other, but never planned to make our first move either. I sat and waited for the day to end. I was getting bored until I had a glimpse of you staring at me. I felt my face turn red, I tried to act cool by sighing and pretending that I dont care. But then I do care...I turn to face you...just to find you turn your eyes the opposite direction of where I sat. I smiled and stared at your lips, how infatuation tells me that it has no meaning...but illusions. The bell rings and everyone starts to pack up, But you still sat there. You gave me a smile and said, "Have a good day". I smiled back and you swam through the crowd, as you left out the door. It was our first time seeing each other, and you made your first move..
 MasterWish · Wed Jun 20, 2007 @ 11:09pm · 1 Comments |
