Meeting Him

I saw the guy walk up behind you
he started to slow, curiosity showing
then his hand brushed your shoulder
and I smiled knowing exactly who he was
it suddenly struck me as funny
when at your out loud exclamation
of such the awkward introduction
you became socially dysfunctional
furthermore; his nervous, polite
yet protective acknowledgment
of my presence was simple and refined

the most satisfying moment though
was confirmation of my modest truth
that when compared to myself
he's not nearly as attractive or cool
now, I know you're not superficial
but the meeting does beg inquisition
into in him what you find appealing
and decided was worth persisting
I left glad at your leaving me
because your style's now plain to see
and you only made my future easy
for forgetting all of our maybes