A Small Office Crush

,
I wonder when my heart first knew
That my eyes keep falling on you
That the words in my mouth never go anywhere
Because nerves always make me turn elsewhere

That day, hearing the footsteps trailing behind
I secretly wished it was you that I would find
Holding onto that small, childish faith
I turned, and the world held its breath

When did the weekends become so long?
While counting down the hours, you came to me in a song
Replaying it again and again, my sighs rose to the heavens
For the clock is still mysteriously stuck at eleven

Our interactions keep me awake past midnight
Closing my eyes doesn't keep you out of sight
And yet I'm sure that when we meet the next day
My heart will skip a beat again as you say

"Good morning."

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