work day.

i hear your voice in the hallway
now i know you are not far away
but even a very short distance
feels excruciating; i feel so tense.
like chewing gum i am glued to my seat
longing for the moment when you and i meet
and whilst i could, technically, walk up to you
i do not have the courage, i do not dare to.
lost in my daydreams about you,
i look up, in a daze, from my notebook
and standing by the door, who else do i see
but you in the flesh, staring back at me.
you've caught me off guard, appearing like that
when i had been speaking to you, secretly in my heart.
we say little, it's all you've got time for
you wave good-bye, we smile once more
the sight of you and our interaction
have made my day, and soothed my apprehension.