Hannah Bryson Price
Walking briskly down the hall,
A crowd of people, here I try not to fall.
A brief moment I cast my eyes forward.
As fate would have it, I am the one you are walking toward.
Time slows as we make the connection,
And I am scared and excited with great complexion.
There I see your heart and soul
I cannot read you easily; you have many parts to your whole.
You are conflicted, I can tell.
And now that I am constantly under your spell,
Why do you only speak this way?
It is hard to look up every day.
Maybe I am over analyzing,
But it still doesn't explain why your look is paralyzing.
I do not know the color or shade,
But we both have friendly smiles, and then they fade.
We break the connection and I see a strange sight.
As if you just might-
Hesitate and say hello or something.
You don't and that is just the thing.
We already pass, I should have said hi.
When I look up my mouth is dry,
I continue to ponder what might have happened if I did.
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