I definitely thought you

were going to confess when you texted,

I have something to tell you,

but you wanted advice on your crush,

and that was a relief, I barely

knew you.

But on the way back home,

sand in my shirt from when you

tackled me by the shore,

we listened to Olly Murs's "Dance

with me Tonight"

and I was looking at you, trying

to make you laugh

for a glimpse of your wayward smile.