inhale, exhale...
paced my steps back and forth
tis the day has come—
or so i thought?

i looked at him,
as he walked past me.
no one seems to care,
my day was filled.

clinking between shoulders
touching palms
while laughing in whispers
it was torture... i couldn't take it anymore

promised to declare my affection
as it overflows it's welcome
dolling my dove-like speech
and twitching every movements

breathe in, breathe out...
uttered words left unsaid
politely rejected afterwards
moved a day next to another one.