Watching You

I am watching you.
And sometimes I even wonder if you
notice me loving you.

You are familiar to me.
When you look at me
I then look away.

My thoughts race.
And all attention is drawn to my
growing passion for you.

I live each minute in two realities.
One with you loving me,
And the other in which love does not exist.

I can barely feel consciousness.
I tremble and I am afraid,
Pretending in my mind that you are mine.
Desiring you all the more
And my heart race.

I am still watching you.
And I am still wondering if you notice me
loving you.