Wasted

Wrapped - 129 words
Mary Ann Loo

It’s funny how

one moment changes everything.

It’s funny how I

never thought of you this way

until you dragged me to the dance floor;

disregarding my very clumsy feet,

you held my hand and

held me close.

It’s funny how we had

365 chances to meet for coffee,

catch a movie,

build a friendship,

but were wasted on mere hi’s and bye’s.

Yet each one led to this night –

we talked

and laughed

and soon the sun rose

and then we had to say

goodbye.

It’s funny

how I never really saw you before,

now I

can’t get you out of my mind.

And I wish I had reveled in the way it felt

when you wrapped an arm around me

and I began to fall

for you.

Strangers in the Night - Frank Sinatra