Acquaintances Poem by Emma Jane Pearson

Here I stand,
And here you stand.
I'm In front of you,
For the very last time.
So here I am,
Look at me,
Because I can't tell what you’re thinking,
Help me out,
I can't tell,
From your lack of eye contact!

Here I stand,
And now you’re walking away.
You didn't hear what I said,
What I said was nothing.
I couldn't say it because,
You didn't know me yet.
So try again,
Look at my closely,
Do you feel it too?
Like me and you could get through?