A Different Kind Of Love

To me it was all new

A new place, a new room, a new face

I forgot how i got here

I forgot what i was supposed to do here

I sat there all limp like

A new place was hard to remember

A new face blew past my face

And all of a sudden I wasn’t limp anymore

I quietly studied his moves

Wind blew in and moved his hair in a way that fascinated me.

The way he swiftly wrote on the paper in front of him moved me in a way I didn’t know how to describe

This was a different kind of love

Well not love but feelings more like

He caught me looking, i felt embarrassed

Now i sometimes forget how easy it was to say hello to a stranger

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