We stood outside the diner.
Making small talk to fill the void,
Of pregnant pauses,
And tings we lacked the nerve for.
A hug, a squeeze,
In public I'd dare not much more
He turned to go and I waited,
Yes, he turned around and looked back.
I am in love.
I have always been this way.
The sun has always shown,
The rain has always been warm.
The songs on the radio
Are not the same as yesterday
The ride home,
Was never this beautiful.
I waited to see,
He turned around.
He had a smile.
And it was just for me.