Now what?

someone i met at a camp

we talked

related

laughed

i guess it sounds cheesy

could it be love?

never asked for a name

or an age

a phone number

or even a Facebook

the moment took over my actions

and now ill probably never see them again

i can't get them out of my head

the face

the eyes

the hair

the smile

the voice

i guess it all up to god

or fate

and if they never come back to my life

i'll have to live with the memories

maybe next year

maybe never

it's hard to say

it's easy to think

why do i get so anxious?

i don't know if it's meant to be

it hurts to picture

what's next

an ache in my heart

a stirring in my stomach

i want to wait

but whats the point

as i sit here alone

i just wonder... now what?