Mutual

Bell rings
You leave
You enter and start your shift
You ring people up

 

Then all of a sudden
You look up
And there he is
Standing there

 

Your mind races
Your heart swoons
Your breath fails
Your cheeks redden with a faint rose

 

He barely makes eye contact
Until he walks up
He asks for a scoop
Mint chocolate chip

 

You wordlessly hand him the cone
Your fingers brush
And you can feel your pulse racing
Along with his

 

He looks up
He smiles
You try to say something
But too fast he's gone

 

You sigh
Go home
Stalk him on Instagram
Facebook, Twitter, everything

 

Being careful not to
Make it too obvious
But too quickly
You make a mistake

 

Old post
From two years ago
You liked it
A slight double tap

 

You curse yourself
You cry
Scream
Die

 

Next day
He doesn't look at you
In the hallway
He might know

 

Then when the last bell
Screeches
You walk out of English
And then stop short

 

He's there
But he's not looking at you
He's looking at someone
A girl

 

Not you
A pretty girl
Brown eyes
Brown hair

 

Then he looks up
From his conversation
And the laughter
Fades

 

You will yourself
To try not to cry
But you can't
You run

 

You hear a male voice
Call after you
But you don't dare
Look back

 

Then you feel a shiver
A tingling
His hand
On your shoulder

 

You turn
Wiping tears away
And he smiles at you
But you can't smile back

 

You look over his
Broad shoulder
That girl is talking to
Another guy

 

He's all yours
He leans in
And you know
The feeling is mutual






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