was it you on the bus today ? was it you was it you ?

you were looking at me like you knew me

{ but i couldn't }

i write and i write and i write and i write and i write

but the moment came and went

i chickened out

i froze in

i just got a sneak peek

of your profile

and then

the back of your head

as you got off

a sneak preview / a coming attraction

of a never to be released film

++++++ shyness will be my doom ++++++

crying over spilled milk

will only get your face

white and wet