I hadn't really noticed you at first
after a few times I started noticing your eyes catching mine
when I was near you I was caught between looking away-
-coyly, you'd think
and feeling like I was holding you up with my gaze
after awhile the butterflies would come
I'd feel a charge, a serenity, a panic
a gravitational pull when near you
soon I'd find myself making excuses to be around you
I'd jump without hesitation at the chance
it was addicting
I still didn't know what I wanted...or what I'd do
I always jumped blindly
I thought if I could just show you that I was holding you up with my gaze
you'd hold me up with yours
