First Sight

I only want to be loved, but even that is too much.

I've only seen you once, my love.

But once was enough to know 

that whoever you were,

you were meant for me.

I think about you often, my love.

The way your eyes close when

you focus,

the way you tap your pen

when thinking. 

I notice these things because

it only took one look to be

utterly

infatuated.

I want to hold your hand, my love.

But I'm afraid of rejection,

afraid of speaking

to you,

afraid of me,

of what I may say,

of what I won't

watching you from afar is 

easier than loving you

up close.

I see that look in your eye, love.

That look you give that other woman,

the way you watch her do things

that only she does, the way

I wanted you to look at

me

but you've seen another.

I'm to let you go.

I'm to give up this silly

interest,

but as I watch you for the 

last time, 

I see the way you see

her,

the way you think about

her,

the way you want to

hold her hand

just as I wished for

you.

I'm to let you go, but

I know this

interest will plague me, sick.

So I must have you

I will have you

because I've seen you 

only once, and yet my 

heart beats twice.

my love.

Author's Note

https://voca.ro/177mrj1bHInA

starting to try audio so if your interested, reread some of my others with audio as all of them have it now, this is basically part one for "Mine even though", how the main character falls in love, why their so obsessed with the thought of being with them.