Suddenly, what I thought last week doesn’t matter anymore
My view of the world turned on its side
What I thought I knew, now I’m not so sure
To my old way of thinking I cannot abide
I thought I knew everything about nothing
And suddenly you were there
Smiling at me across the room
Eyes glittering with reckless abandon
You kept looking again and again
I thought I was unattractive
Old and worn, a week from my fortieth birthday
I wish I had a spine
To say hello and then something sublime
The look of you took my breath away
My heart jumped in my chest
And I wish I had something to say
So I just listened to my Walkman brand Mp3 player
And wondered how I could cross the room
And say hello to you there, dressed in layers
You caught my attention, I was absentmindedly looking
Buried in my thoughts of my fortieth birthday
I don’t look a day over twenty three
Maybe I’ll see you again one day
It’s hard to say in a City the size of this
You smile was resplendent, and I wished I could say hey
Maybe I’ll see you again one day.
Vortexian 