It’s amazing how invisible
you can make me feel;
how insignificant and empty
your presence makes me realize I am.
You’re the only one I want to notice me,
but half the time you don’t know I’m there.
On the days you choose to see me,
you’re adoring, loving, and charming.
You hang on to every word I say,
and gaze into my eyes.
The subtle compliments and caring looks
leave me breathless and dazed.
Every cliche about instant chemistry
you cause to happen in me;
the stumbling words and thoughts,
the daydreaming and fantasies.
But you yourself; you’re different,
and you just might be the one
that pushes me over the edge.