I watch her from across the room
hoping to be noticed
yet never seen
she glances my way
I can't meet her gaze no matter how much I want to
I am nobody
she is everything
how could I begin to be worthy of her acknowledgement
she shines like all the stars in the sky
I am like the darkest storm cloud
she gets up and leaves her table
collecting her things as she stands
the way she walks is effortless
like she's gliding across the floor
unlike my heavy steps that could be heard a mile away
as she passes me I smell cinnamon
it's warm and comforting
I've been watching her so long that my coffee has gone cold
weeks pass and she doesn't return to the cafe
a month later I see her again
sitting across from me at that same cafe
she's with another girl
they're holding hands
they look happy
her laughter is musical
I look away