Taking the Time

Taking the Time

It's a Thursday
I'm sitting on the steps in front of the hall
Waiting for someone to take me home
There are lots of people sitting around me
Or standing
Almost all talking
One, I notice
Is always there on a Thursday
Year 12, I think
I know him
But we never talked before
Soon almost everyone is gone
There's me, that guy, and another guy talking to him
I half listen to their conversation
Amused that they are talking about a girl in my grade
One I know very well
And dislike much
Haha
Anyway
One of the boy's leave
Now it's just me and him
Okay, just so you know, I don't like him
It might sound like that though lol
Anyway
He's listening to his iPod
So am I
He's sitting up the back against the wall
And I'm sitting on the steps
He moves beside me when the other boy leaves
And I'm surprised
Have I been noticed?
Am I not invisible anymore?
"Are you okay?"
I always wanted that
A stranger to just randomly ask
Randomly care
It felt good
"I'm right"
And I was
He had taken the time
To speak to someone
Who looked alone
He'd been nice
I don't know what I expected
But it put me in a great mood
I couldn't stop smiling
Someone
Even just a stranger
Someone cares.
These things matter to me
And other people too
Take the time.