Alone

Tormented by success
She’s blinded by her goals
Her dreams are on track
But it’s the lack of love that keeps on looping

She applies makeup in the morning
Retouches it on the train
She’s unaware of the eyes staring at her
Longing to know her name

He admires her hair from a distance
He loves the way she dresses
He meets her at the same stop every Monday morning
Yet they haven’t officially met

He is shy
She is unaware
He builds the courage each day
Telling himself today is that day

He talks to himself
He’s trying to calm his nerves
She’s lost in her laptop
Trying to complete some last minute work

He sits down beside her
She didn’t even look up
He said hi, how are you doing?
But her headphones drowned out his voice

His heart gasps for air
His brain comes to the rescue
Gathering what’s left of his pride
The train door sounds off
Putting an end to what could’ve been a great how we met story.