You, sitting across me both of us trying not to stare at each other. Some fleeting glances here and there, some moment sifted through the air. If I could only run and hide to my deepest, darkest lair.
Funny, how we conceal each other’s feelings how we both go through so many intricate ways of hiding under the mask.
I blush just the thought of you learning what goes through my mind when I’m thinking of you. I think I better sit somewhere else.