From Across the Room

He walked through the door, her eyes found him. Knots tightened in her stomach. 

Butterflies waltzed here and there.

She had waited all night to see him.

Flushed skin, sweaty palms, but she never left her spot. 

Rooted in place, no moves made.

She had waited all night to see him.

Eyes locked. A heart skipped a beat. Smiles of recognition. 

He's headed in her direction.

She had waited all night to see him.

Engulfed in his arms, her eyes closed tightly. Hands slid around him, holding firmly. She could smell his cologne. 

She had waited all night to see him.

A jolt of reality. His arms are gone, the warmth fading. 

He's moved on in the crowd. 

She had waited all night to see him.

A dimly lit room, but still her eyes could find him. 

He's working the room. His smile is dazzling. He's charming. 

She had waited all night to see him.

She watched intently. She wondered if only she said something witty, would he still be beside her. Coulda, shoulda, wouldas dancing through her mind. 

She had waited all night to see him.

Unnoticed now. Maybe unwanted. He's forgotten her and her smile as the night drummed on. But she had waited all night to see him, rooted in the same spot from across the room.