Hidden Glances
Nervous Sparks:
I feel my palms sweat,
Eyes darting, heart skipping,
A quiet hope lingers,
Moments caught in small smiles.
Curiosity:
Listening to every word,
Wondering what they mean,
Admiring the little things,
The way they laugh, the way they care.
Affection:
Wishing I could reach closer,
Feeling warmth in their presence,
Treasuring the way they shine,
Even from afar, silently.
Longing:
Hoping they notice me,
Wishing they understand my heart,
Catching fleeting glances,
Holding them like treasure.
Heartache:
Seeing them with another,
A quiet pang,
Smiling through the sting,
A whisper of unspoken feelings.
Quiet Desperation:
Night comes, thoughts spinning,
Hoping for even a sign,
A touch, a glance, a word,
Anything to know I matter.
Dreaming:
Even if unseen,
I keep these feelings alive,
A gentle flame in my chest,
Waiting, hoping, quietly burning.
Message to Readers
This is my first time writing a piece like this, so please don’t judge! I tried to capture the feelings of nervousness, admiration, and quiet longing, and I hope it comes across. If there’s anything I could improve whether it’s the wording, flow, or imagery I’d really appreciate your feedback. Thank you so much for reading!
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