Boots

I hear boots.

They are black,

With a silver buckle.

I just know it.

Ka-thump Ka-thump.

On the wooden floor

They come closer.

I don't look up,

But my cheeks flush.

I know its you.

Ka-thump Ka-thump.

They pass by.

I sneak a glance,

I see you stop.

You turn around.

Ka-thump Ka-thump

You're coming back.

I look down,

Attempt to focus.

And fail.

Silence.

Then, you speak.

Your smell drifts to me,

I forget how to respond.

Struggling...

Silence.

You look at me.

I find the words,

They spill out.

You reply.
Silence.
You leave.
And say goodbye,
I do too.
You turn away.
Ka-thump Ka-thump.