His face passed by,
and with a glimpse, he saw mine.
The confidence in his eyes caused the hair follicles to rise
as he walked and met me half way.
The door closed, and there we were,
just the two of us alone.

The sound of my heart beat was pumping loud.
I could hear the gulp of my spit as it went down.
He said hello and I smiled.
We spoke within a distance,
being too close would only cause me to shake.
I’d panic and maybe walk away.

There we were,
looking at each other,
talking to pass the time,
and then it was time for goodbye.
And as I stood there watching him walk away,
he came back towards me
and kissed my face.

I walked away,
hands shaking,
lips separated by teeth…
said goodbye and watched him look at me.

- Melissa Gandarinho

I used to write, a lot. I don’t really know what happened. I guess I lost my muse.

But I’m going to start working on it again. Even if it’s crap, who cares. Right?

So don’t think that I’m pushing you away
When you’re the one that I’ve kept closest.