I never really cared about the glances that you threw my way once in a while.
I was keen on the others that paid me no mind.
Until one day curiosity hinted me of you.
More than surprised, I was intrigued.
You don't seem to belong.
Then why the attempted connection?
I played along and returned the favor.
We both played around with our eyes.
Until you became a habit of mine.
Too easily acquired yet difficult to break.
Eventually you stepped it up with a half-smile.
I just couldn't ask for anything more.
I will not ask for anything more.
Detached and guarded, that's what you are.
While careful and coward I settle.
We both understood that was the farthest we could go.
You showed your effort and so did I.
Yet they were all weak and undependable.
For you stayed there as I waited for you here.
Better this way, I thought
Stepping it up will make
your presecence common,
your glances normal,
yoru half-smiles annoying.
Better this way, I know
when your prescence is appreaciated,
your glances exciting
and your half-smiles satisfying.
my lover from afar.