Pink coated my cheeks when my eyes caught your glance.
Interesting now, how I cannot seem to get you off my mind.
New to you, I’m sure you were simply trying to get acquainted.
Kindling a fiction of nothing, my hopes illuminated a meaning more.
Ridiculous I feel, digging deeper into a shallow glance.
Understanding I have this deep desire to be understood.
Special seems to be the word that companions this wistfulness.
How, oh how, feelings flow when a glance cascades a rush of rose.