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Love Across a Crowded Room
Stephen Jackson

Days of youth are gone.
Higher education calls.
I am off to CBU.

Excitement as I enter;
Wild adventure awaits.

My Ideas change quickly.
College is not as I thought;
I am too busy

Thoughts of leisure mock me
As the library beckons.

I must sit inside
For hours spent studying
Feeling void of joy.

At once the sun dims.
Light attaches only to Her.
A dream finds me here.

Book and pen are forgotten;
As my mind wanders to her

Forget studying;
The only knowledge I seek
Is to know her name

Unaware of me,
Lovely girl sits studying.
My eyes remain fixed.

Fierce, jealous feelings
Awaken within my soul
Now, to find my nerve

Instantly the mood changes.
All thought is bent on this girl

Suddenly she looks around,
She knows she is being watched

Her eyes finally meet mine;
The moment lasts forever

She smiles at me
I feel myself going red
A happy moment

Something attracts her focus,
A rival makes the scene

Her attention shifts

From me to another man
Joy turns to anger

The moment was mine,
Victory was within reach
But now I am lost

Trying to console myself,
I shouldn’t have wanted her

My thoughts betrayed me
A sad infatuation
Dies as it is born

Think no more of her
I focus on my books
Lying on the table

She tries to draw me back;
A game I don’t want to play

I don’t understand
Why I so deeply longed
For a nameless face

Comfort will come another day
With some other pretty face

Ah, this is my life
Love across the library
Comes and goes again

I now return to my study
Now blissfully daydreaming

The time to leave has arrived,
I stand to pack my things

I make my way to the door
She follows a bit behind

She precedes me out
And without a backwards glance
Walks out into the Quad

There is no regret in me
To see her go her own way

I walk out into the cold
Classes demand my time now

Love across a crowded room
Isn’t really love at all

 



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