In a room full of people, my eyes will always search for yours But every time I look at you, I cry for you are not looking back at me. Oh how I have wished your beautiful eyes to gaze on me so that I might smile again. How I wait for those eyes that sparkle like stars and your smile that could melt the coldest snow. How I wait for it to warm me. How I long to have your arms wrapped around me. Your breath hot on my neck speaking those simple yet complicated words. I hold each breath and wait for you to say them those three simple words. And then your breathe catches and you speak, but only a whisper. "I love you"