Chapter 4: Imagination

What is happening to me?

I see him watching me

From his table

Sitting so far

Yet

It feels like he's right next to me

His eyes are like daggers,

Tearing me up

And reading in me.

I feel uneasy, uncomfortable

But at the same time I wish I could touch him,

Feel him.

I'm craving for more than a look,

More than a word,

I'm afraid I'm going to loose this battle once again,

Because nothing anymore can restrain me.

When I look at your beautiful hands

Those pale fingers,

I'm craving to hold them.

But in the end

I just lose because never will my wish come true,

You did a wonderful job appearing in my life

You messed up all the normal life I had

Only with your presence

This is it,

I'm lost.

I give up.

Just one time I'll let you win without fighting,

Because this is a battle that I can't win,

I know it for sure,

You will never see me the way I see you

All your looks are my imagination

Because you are too beautiful for me.