Her poem. "You. Sitting there."

"You. Sitting there."


Her poem.

It was You sitting there, I realized,
.....So pretty in the way only you can be.
But then my heart tore deeper, as I saw
.....How desperately your eyes fled ... from me.
And so ... I walked on

Authored by Louis R. Coatney and published Valentines Day 1994
... a week after the moment described.

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