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.