So I saw him walking there and he saw me and I turned away and I wondered what I would have done if I hadn't been on the phone and he hadn't been talking to that professor.
Of course, then I couldn't get him out of my mind. So I snapped at the person on the other end of the line, although I didn't explain why, it wasn't the time. I sighed on the steps outside, went back upstairs and acted like nothing had happened...whilst wiping the tears from my eyes.
Because soon, it will be nothing. Soon, I will see him, and I won't need to look past his eyeline, wonder whether to say hello. Because soon, there will be a mutual sense of avoidance, and I can't choose to wonder anymore and I won't want to care anymore. Sometime soon, that will happen.
On the jukebox: Liz Phair ~ Why Can't I?
Of course, then I couldn't get him out of my mind. So I snapped at the person on the other end of the line, although I didn't explain why, it wasn't the time. I sighed on the steps outside, went back upstairs and acted like nothing had happened...whilst wiping the tears from my eyes.
Because soon, it will be nothing. Soon, I will see him, and I won't need to look past his eyeline, wonder whether to say hello. Because soon, there will be a mutual sense of avoidance, and I can't choose to wonder anymore and I won't want to care anymore. Sometime soon, that will happen.
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