The Subway

She:

There you stood by the train,
Reading your book, a food for your brain,
Looking nerd with your reading glass,
A kind of smart boy in your class.

I don't know but I do enjoy,
I stare at you, you're one of a kind boy,
I somehow admire your "don't care" act,
But when you looked at me, I didn't know how to react.

I got my smartphone, I guess I'll pretend,
I was somehow reading a tweet from a friend,
And checking on you, I was somehow tempted,
You were looking... smiling.. I melted.

The train has stopped, the doors opened,
I hurriedly stood up, guess this is the end,
It's been a nice journey, how I wish I'd see you again,
When suddenly you hurried to me, with hand, you say "Hi, I am Glen."


He:


I saw her the first time, 7 days ago,
Apart from the crowd, her smile a-glow,
I don't know why, I can't take my eyes off her,
I was stunned, my heart, it has something to offer.

I was afraid to approach you, or even speak,
I am strong, but with you, I am so weak,
How could I start to even utter a word,
When my heart shouts loud, its beats can even be heard.

I attempted, gathered my courage,
Tell myself "I can do this, I excel in college."
But all I can open up, is not my mouth, but a book,
For when the first time, in the train, I saw you looked.

I looked back, you retract, this is insane,
Could you possibly be, just maybe, feeling the same?
The train has stopped, its when it popped, "Act like a man."
I ran to you, offered my hand, said "Hi, I am Glen."