I was seemingly unaware that I was
falling in love with you
With the way you cursed my name
and told me that you hated school dances
But I longed to dance with you
And find myself swooning in a cocoon
of black night dresses and tuxedos
With your arms wrapped tightly around
my waist and my hands laying along
the ***** of your shoulders
And I enjoyed the thought that you fancied
me in a way I naught knew possible
Because at the time I had yet to discover
the missing part of myself that was buried somewhere
within you