July 20, 2015 - 7:57 pm
(This occurred two days ago)
You passed with a wave and a dazed look
As I waved to you with a smile.
When I walked inside and my family sat at a table,
I noticabely kept stealing silent glances to you a table away.
I shouldn't look at girls that way,
I should be more secretive about it, too,
But mostly,
I shouldn't let you haunt me anymore.
When I looked to you for the hundredth time,
I realized your eyes were already on me.
We held the gaze for two seconds too long
And your crystal blue eyes looked away.
I heard my family talk about gay people
And I am sure they must realize
Because their words got less and less harsh every time
The topic came up.
I laughed at the joke,
Way too accustomed to the fake smiles and laughs
I plaster onto my face.
I turn back to you.
You were talking to a family friend,
Probably about your dad
(These things, I do not forget).
You pull out your phone.
You've gotten a new case since I saw you last.
A part of me hoped you were texting me.
No message arrived.
You probably deleted my number.
The next time I look to you,
Our eyes meet once again and I can't quite
Remember who broke off the stare but
It didn't last long.
Your eyes weren't as lovely as I used to see them.
The mascara didn't cover up the ice inside them
When you looked at me.
It was enough to kill me.
Tell me,
What were your thoughts in that small café?
- (m.m)

I hope none of you get drunk off of someone's ghost, haunting you with memories. I love you.