Our cars are parked next to each other.
Neither of us are doing anything.
It would be so easy.
Just roll my window down,
Simple as pie.
Why then, do I do nothing,
except glance at her
and watch her drive away?
Perhaps because she's lovely –
surely she has someone else.
Maybe because she's smart –
I must seem like an idiot to her.
Perhaps because she's dressed nicely –
I'm wearing a Hawaiian shirt and faded jeans.
Or maybe because she has her future planned –
I wouldn't be of any importance.
I guess it doesn't matter anyway.