I keep thinking of all those times I think of her--or, rather, how I CAN'T think when she is near.

I adore the flow of this, the raw emotion in your simple words. It's magical, I swear on that, and:

["There’s a girl on my floor.

Really.

and she seems like she’s not going to leave and

in the restaurant I held doors open and told loud jokes

but now:

I am silent."] -- you know how to hit the right nerves with the right words to acheive a feel. It's lovely, all around.

- Noelle

Awesome poem.

Good luck with poetry and life.

~Twilight Starr~

Interesting. I like your style. It's very unique. I think it's the theme of the poem, or the choice of your words. My favorite part: There’s a girl on my floor.

Really.

and she seems like she’s not going to leave and

in the restaurant I held doors open and told loud jokes

but now:

I am silent.

it's great. lovely, lovely, lovely