Each day, a dozen times I recall
Seeing you the first time; wanting you all
How strange it must be
For you to not know how much I am in love with thee;
Ever since the eye-contact we did make
I instantly knew that for you, my heart, I would forsake.
Waltzing through that door in a haze,
To be met by your bright blue gaze
Each day that passes by since then
I have longed to see you again
My questions stayed in air,
My mind left wondering \'doth he really care?\'
When I sit, I habitually think of you and me,
When I stand, I think of all we could be.
Every breath I do take,
And every day life does make
A lust for you a necessity, not a luxury,
Knowing that my heart and soul beat and live for thee
My unwavering faith is ever-present,
As I know in future you and me are meant
To be together you and I shall be, I know,
Perseverance and grafting I must do though
I now sit here and wait;
Thinking of how times to come shall be greater than great
Now, each day, a dozen times I recall
Seeing you for the first time; wanting you all.
How strange it must be
For you to not know how much I am in love thee;
As I am left wondering if you could ever love me.