I Caught Myself

I found myself staring again.

I sighed and turned away.

I found myself looking from the corner of my eye.

I bit my chapped lips and went to work.

I found myself glancing.

I swear, you're intoxicating.

I see myself smiling.

Why is it hard to ignore the sound of your voice?

I see myself grinning like the idiot I am.

Is it sad the one question triggered it?

I see myself shaking the pages of the math book our group is suppose to share.

Why must you do this to me?

I feel my nerves acting up.

I'm pretty sure you don't know my name.

I feel my throat losing its moisture.

Is it pathetic that it happened when you talked to me indirectly?

I feel my paranoia rising when you laugh and look my way.I think I may like you a little more than I say I do.