The Meeting

You where standing in the corner,

and I was on the floor,
and when I looked you over,

I couldn't help but stall.

You where standing there just watching,

and I was hoping that was me.

And though I kept on dancing,

over my shoulder I had to peek.

The night was almost over,

and it was to much to bare,

I went outside to cry,

and all of a sudden you where there.

I couldn't begin to explain,

that i was the one to blame,

for the heartbreak I was suffering,

and your face just added to the pain.

So I ran inside for cover,

taking each step at a time,

but when i reached the top,

I saw him and her intertwined.

It didn't help my outlook,

that I was all alone,

cause when I hit the last step,

your presence was unknown.


I sat there on the staircase,

and coudlnt help but cry,
I didnt know it then,

but you werent one to pry
.

I saw you not long after,

and there was something that had to be done,

I was taken to the white house,
and from the rooftop I saw you on.

It wasn't much long after,

that I stood there shy and pale,
but you knew what I was asking,

and took it off my hands.

Two years has come to pass now,
and not that much has changed.
Only now I can stand in front of you,

and make a cute exchange...
I know we are to young now.

.to talk about these things..
But to say the very least..

I love you just the same.