Attraction
 
What am I doing here?
I do not belong.
I have no reason to stay,
Yet I do not wish to leave.
I was not invited,
Yet I am here.
I am waiting,
Waiting, waiting.
I do not know why I wait,
Or what I wait for.
Yet I wait still,
As I have for the hour past.
 
As I stand here and wait,
I keep seeing her.
She keeps seeing me.
As I stand here and wait,
I start to ponder,
Is she the reason I wait?
Am I the reason she waits?
 
I walk outside,
To see if she follows.
She does.
My wait is over.