July 17th, 2018

One last glance
Because you’re going to be fine
You stroll right through
And I walk the line
You threw the first punch
That was your choice
We haven’t spoke in awhile
But you still know my voice
You turned around
Surprised to see me
Who else did you
Expect it would be
And I brace myself
For the impact
To feel the whiplash
Of your eye contact