The One



The rain's clear drops
Sped to embrace the Earth.
I was there, school bus, back seat
Looking far out into vanity.

I glance to the front
None who really matter.
My eyes scramble till
They are caught in a trap.

There she was
Not knowing of me.
I sat staring, at those
Beautifully lined eyes.

There, by my reach
Her braided hair.
She looked out the window
Though watching something else.

My heart screaming
"Talk to her." My mind saying,
"No chance, who'd want you?"
I feel trapped in a labyrinth.

My body told me
"You're not good enough."
And then my heart whispered,
"She's the one!"

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