Tomorrow,

With my face pressed up against the wall, i watched you.

you stood out from the crowd

you were all i could see.
Your beauty took my breath away,

and yet my heart longed to reach out for you.

i knew, there and then, that you did not see yourself in the same way i did.

and i knew, that all i wanted, was to show you that.

for a moment, i think you noticed me. no one else ever did

they would just keep on walking.

but for a fleeting moment, your eyes met mine,

and i had a reason, a desperate reason,

to escape this place.

but the feeling was gone as quickly as it had come, and i watched you turn, and walk into the crowd once more, slowly dissapearing from sight, never looking back.

forever shall i dream of your perfection,
until the day i pass through the door beside me.