I was looked at but never truly seen,
In his gaze, a mystery lies between.
I wonder if his heart whispers for me,
Or is it my mind crafting false destiny?

Am I a maze too hard to untangle,
Or is he a soul too quiet to wrangle?
Does he toss hints, subtle and shy,
Or is it my hope painting the sky?

Every glance, every word, a delicate thread,
Is it love, or just dreams in my head?
Does he sense the love I silently show,
Or is it a secret he’ll never know?

I’m lost in this haze, unsure and fraught,
Does he feel the same, or does he not?
                                                    -lovelorn