Well, I have had a few experiences, and I want to write them out, and vent, I guess, so I will have a few poems I have written here. They won't have titles, just read them though:

I saw you
Across the room
Coming this way
You pulled me in
When I danced with you
It all felt right
Then the song ended
And we drifted away
You went on to others
I went on to others
I take peeks at you once and a while
I wish you did the same to me
But you don't
You're too busy staring at her

It's good, but its missing something... like there's a hole in the poem if you know what I mean.