^1^
Your gaze, changing subtly, our first real conversation, tingling and free, curiosity turning to excitement, days into months.
Time slipping away like grains of sand through my fingers, there's less I control, like your feelings,
but that sincere look you gave, Stirred something deep, a feeling to save, mine to treasure but for how long before I break.
Is this what I’ve been searching for, or am I falling into a pit of despair,
Are you the one I’ve been waiting for?
