A Life Frequently I Envision.

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.