Once upon a time I met you
and you only looked back at me once.
You were looking down at your shoes
playing with the Velcro straps on them... because
you hate to look at people in the eye,
the first ten times you hang out with them.
And I stared at you the whole night
waiting to see your beautiful eyes, trying
to figure out if we were a match.
You ordered black coffee and didn't drink it.
You couldn't admit that you hate coffee and
that I was the only one enjoying our conversation.

Once upon a time I fell in love with your awkwardness
and your nervous smile.

Tonite miss your smile.