Look Away

Mood: happy; in a sing-song mood
Currently: thinking about how I should stop eavesdropping
Listening to: Sink or Swim --Tyrone Wells

This is a song (I guess) that I made up randomly in journalism as I listened to these girls talk about the other person's boyfriend. Mainly they were complaining about his complaining, and yeah, not too much of the lyrical poem (?) were about them, but this idea came because of them. Yeah. Just a whole lot of repetition. Ahaha.

What Am I Supposed to Think?

You sat two seats
To the right from me,
And sometimes as I turned the page of my book,
I would glance up and see you.

I looked at you,
You looked at me,
I looked away,
You looked away,
I looked back at you,
You looked back at me,
And neither of us turned away.
What am I supposed to think now?

The next day you said hi to me
So I said hi back to you.
We talked about nothing
Yet it felt like we shared everything.
What is this feeling now?

The next week you told me
You loved me.
I couldn't help but to be happy.
I looked at you,
You looked at me,
And we smiled.

The next month you said hi to me
And I said hi to you.
We talked about everything
Yet it felt like we shared nothing.
What is this feeling now?

I looked at you,
You looked at me,
And you looked away.
What am I supposed to think now?