I used to look at you and see my entire future dancing in your eyes.
Then for a while the twirls and spins subsided and
when I looked into your eyes I would just see
my own black, soulless eyes staring back at me.
A year had passed and I haven’t felt anything for you.
A best friend is what you were to me
but now, the leotard is back on.
And this time instead of watching myself dance in your eyes,
I shall get up and dance for you.
I want you to see me as more than I present myself as.
I want you to see me the way I see you.