You fascinated me

Early Fall, runny noses

Pale, dry faces

In a room full of obnoxious peers and sleepy eyes

I saw you.

And you fascinated me.

My life was a mess and still is a mess

Unknowing of love or the purpose of my existence,

I’m still ignorant to both of these subjects

But you, you gave me an idea.

I gazed upon you regularly,

not obsessively,

Throughout the days.

The way you held yourself,

Your sense of humor,

Your nervous ticks of excitement,

fascinated me.

Yet, I did not know you, nor did you I.

We continued our busy lives,

Occasionally exchanging awkward glances.

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