Sudden Possibilities

You and your pale skin have come over thee with a sense of compassion and sweetness.  How I have now realized whom you are and the sense of love that you have developed over me.  Yet I have rarely seen you before, just glances at that.  How you have come to know me is unthinkable and frankly weird. Yet although I have wanted another now that you have stepped into the light I must admitt I have fallen.  And now I wonder if I want to show you the feelings behind this wall of blankness.  The thought of us that might be has me traped in myself. Wondering franticaly weather I'm making a turn for the worse.  Still I have yet to find all about you and your age has just been truley revieled.  How I have come to wish and think about you all the time is confussing and quite disturbing.  Although my emotions run wild amoung the things in my sweet dreams. Dawn and behold the sweet hours of the day where I might be able to get to see and find more captive information about you.  The other parts when I cannot see you are almost unbearable.  How I find you so attractive yet so obsolete. No, how I feel so obsolete within your presence. The thought of how I might get lost in just a random conversation yet, how you make me always feel as if I'm the center of attention. I can always feel your eyes upon me. And I like it at that.1