I see him standing with his gray cashmere sweater

Leaning against the wall thinking deeply to himself

Wondering what’s next

Turned towards me and just stared

Gazing at me with the glow in his eyes,

Looking into each other’s eyes pondering

A slow smirk appearing on his face

Making me fly away into the stars

Tossed a slight smile at him and becoming a tomato,

At an instant his black high tops headed towards me

Trying to keep from jumping around, I started walking

The halls became blurry and all I could see was him

We came two inches apart from one another

 I could smell the expensive cologne as he passed by me

My stomach dropping as I looked back

Trying to find an answer, and noticed

She was also wearing a gray cashmere sweater.