His Looks

He looks at me, I breathe in
He looks away and my heart sinks
His presence makes me smile
His distance depresses me
When he is sad, I join in his loneliness
When he smiles, my heart flutters
When he discovers new things about me, I decipher what his opinion is
I set out to do all things that please him
I want to show him what I can be
I want him to hold me close
I want him to know my faults
I want to see his proud smile, his helpful eyes
His arms are my refuge and I want to be in them constantly
I want to kiss his forehead because, you seem this attraction is not romantic
However instead he is the one I trust completely
I hate when he looks at me without the respect that I am accustomed to from him
When he looks at me like that, I die a little inside
My heart breaks and I feel my eyes well
I need him in my life, without him, my heart will crumble, my tears will overflow, and I will be unable to go on.