She walks in
a swift breeze is amidst
A chilling feeling
Quite eccentric
My neck hairs stand
Goosebumps all over
I’m nervous
Am I good enough
Low self-esteem
Low self confidence
That’s not attractive
But she is
Her brunette hair
Her blue eyes
She’s natural
And I’m pretentious
Do I have a chance
Only one way to find out
I must talk to her
Am I now brave
What do I open with
What do I close with
How do I approach this
Questions over-populating my brain
Is this my life
Or is it not
Am I a puppet
Or my own conscience
You are always
One decision away
From a totally
Different life
Is this my decision
That’ll change my life
Or is it a fluke
I’ll never know
You miss 100 percent
Of the shots
You don’t take
Am I taking the shot
I stand up
I walk to her
I see her smile
What have I done
My palms are sweating
My knees are shaking
She speaks first
My ship is filling with water
I feel like I’m sinking
But I work up the words
I speak back
Did I say the right words
Her face lights up
We exchange names
We engage in conversation
I made the right decision
She’s amazing
She’s perfect
That night was perfect
My life is changed
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