two aisles away

I am fond of you

the most intriguing way possible

I have never seen perfection

so close to me before.

 

I understand why you board the bus

sitting by yourself

not saying a word

I don't like them, either

your silence is as beautiful as your looks

it says so much about you.

 

you are more silent than me

and I expect for you

to never speak to me

knowing you can do so much better.

 

we've never spoken a word,

I've never been attracted to

someone as far as you

two aisles away

yet minds apart.

 

 

in your world

my existence

simply does not matter

and most likely

never will.