The Art Of Eye Contact
I have a story about us.
Such a beautiful place.
I look at you shyly.
Make moves
So I can see you.
Seeking attention for you to see.
I love that time.
Never forget in my mind.
Oh... miss those memories.
But it's all just the good old days
Imagine being able to date him.
Maybe just trash, hoping to be in a relationship.
More of a friend, and non-toxic.