crush

I can see you in the distance, so
I keep doing this thing, with my feet,
I think it might be called
walking, I'm just not sure anymore, only
you're doing it too, so that's got to be a good sign.
You're getting nearer, I can see you,
smiling and laughing and my
world is shaking, my face is red, I can
feel it, you can probably see it.
Can you tell?
Suddenly I can smell your spray, it's not one
I'd choose, but, you know,
it's alright, it's nice, it's great,
it's fantastic, actually, I'm fantastic because
you're slowing down, you're stopping, or is that just my heart? Well,
you're talking to us, to my friend mainly, but you're asking
both of us how we are, just being polite, not for
my benefit, oh, how am I? I'm great, amazing, super, breathless-
yes, I'm alright thanks, yourself? That's good and you
smile, quickly, then my part in the conversation is over,
you're talking to my friend, which isn't
perfect but, you know, it's okay, it gives me a
chance, just to look and listen and
wow that suits you, brings out the colour of your eyes.
Wait.
Pause in the conversation.
I need to listen again, this moment will pass, far too
soon; need to make the
most of it, specially now there's a
chance for me to talk, only I'm not sure what I'm
saying, my head's a mess, my words are
jittery and I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep
stumbling, oh dear, what am I saying, I don't know, still,
you're laughing, not in a mean way, of course, so
I think it's okay, not too bad,
I could have done worse, plus I made you
laugh. Has anyone ever told
you how good you look when you
laugh, I mean, you look good all the time,
obviously, but even better then, it makes me
feel happy, except I probably look
dazed. Oh, no, you're about to move
away, not yet, please not yet, far too soon. Yes,
goodbye, parting is such- is such sweet sorrow, but
I can't just quote Shakespeare so I'll stick to
waving, have a nice day, have a nice day.
We carry on, and five minutes later I
realise what happened, we had a conversation and I made
you laugh, and not in a bad way, I think, so it's
alright, or it would be, only I can't really
remember it, in fact I'm no longer sure of
my name, to be honest even
your face is a bit of a blur,
all I know is how good it felt
seeing you and how
amazing you looked, as always, and this is
stupid, when did I get so stupid?
Only, you know what, I really cannot be
bothered, so stupid is the only way and... and...
I need to pay attention, please,
please stop, please go away, forever.
Not really, though, I'd be sad.
I really really should start thinking properly, the
air's a little clearer now, I can breathe, at least,
until the next time.

(Can you tell I was enjoying playing around with enjambement? ^.^)