The way he was looking, wish I could read his mind.
Stood there waiting for our eyes to meet.
Wanted to say a lot, but alas words failed to escape his lips.
A distant but a clear look of him made me blush.
Which made him grin.
Maybe he wanted more, he wanted a ‘us’ but stopped at a grin and walked away.
Sure he’ll be back soon, sure we’ll meet.
But not sure if he will stop at a grin or go ahead and do more and want more.