February Heart Attacks

I stood,
watching, waiting.
Self-conscious as ever,music up to loud.
people were,calling, screaming, waving.
Saying goodbyes, under February clouds.
I stood there,
not expecting,to see your face,
hear your voice
I was lost in the crowd and the angry noise.
I stood,
for a moment then turned,
You nearly walked into me,
how sweet it would have been,
if you had knocked me down.
and stopped to pick me up again,
with her watching,
would she have been jealous?
As I blushed and apologized.
I hope so,
maybe you would have thought me clumsy,
That would have hurt more,
than how you managed to bypass the mishap.
Leaving me standing there.
Waiting.