I know it’s over,

But I can’t help it.

My eyes wander across the room,

Until they find what they’ve been looking for,

The meet yours and a smile forms across my face.

I know, I know,

It’s over.

But, then why do you return it?

Why do you give that same smile back.

Class ends and I shuffle out the door,

Following aimlessly in the crowd,

Staring blankly at the ground,

Until I notice

A shadow next to me,

My eyes gaze next to me,

And I notice that you’re standing there.

You say you’re walking with me so I’m not a loner,

But is there a deeper meaning?

Why would you walk next to me,

Just as we had before,

Before I left you?

I flirt playfully,

Conversing as we walk,

Hoping I don’t make you mad,

You joke with me and

For a second,

My mind is not tormented with

my normal thoughts

of pain and loneliness,

but, I can’t think like that,

we are over,

aren’t we?