I’ll know they’re the one

When they walk away

But don’t feel done 

So I’ll turn back, and so will they 

To catch another glance 

Hope ones eyes will lock with the other 

Taking the chance 

Give a smile 

Raise a hand in a wave 

Reading all their truths and emotions and secrets and lust and love in that one glance 

Knowing that one goodbye is never enough 

Needing one more smile before goodnight 

Craving one last glance before goodbye 

And turning away knowing that both had such an affect 

To make the other turn back 

That’s a special kind of thing 

I hope it happens to me