I saw her..

I saw her sitting beside the window,

staring at the outside world.

Her lips were quiet, her face was cold,

Some things just hit a chord.

Cannot forget that ride in the bus,

I was sitting behind and staring her.

All i wanted to know was who she is,

Should I walk up and ask her?

Of course, I never had the guts to do that,

How do you just walk up like that!

The ride was over and we reached,

She was quiet and her lips still sealed.

I never saw her talk that day,

Maybe she did, maybe i suffered a mental fatigue.

I was picturing myself with her and concluded this.

Boy, she is so out my league!!

What happens next I don't know,

Is this a crush? Will it pass or grow?

But I cannot forget that day, when

I saw her sitting beside the window.