creep.

She captivates me
Clenches my stomach muscles
Tight
Burning
I'm nervous
(I'm never nervous)
I studder
I watch her movements
I watch how she bends her straw
In her glass
(In this shitty bar)
And pretends its full
It's just melted ice
Drowning her glass
She acts tipsy
(I know she simply can't be)
I'm amused.
She knows it.
I dare not say hello.
That wouldn't make me cool.