it was a cloudy summer morning,
a dark overshadow covering most of the sky,
it was then, in that moment,
       when my eyes first came across you,
       suddenly growing accustomed to you.
messy hair, unkempt shoes and a overused t shirt that was soon beginning to fade.
it was then, in that moment,
that I first felt what seemed to be love.
a feeling that was unfamiliar yet felt so much like coming home.
and so it began.
with every touch, those talks after the sun was long gone,
did I start to realise that this was indeed that feeling, I spent years running away from.
and now here it was, sitting in front of me,
that same old messy hair, those same old unkempt shoes, and that overused t shirt that had now faded.