First Sight

Glaring from across the way

I just want you to be my bae

How long have I been staring; am I imposing on to you?

Anxiety holds me together like thick glue


As I watch from afar

I realize, I want to get hit by your car

Stepping into the road just to be noticed

You swerve not to hit me, I should have know this


Embarrassed that my love shot was missed

In your rearview mirror I see you smilling- giving me confidence

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