Love Through My Eyes

You say that you love me, now close your eyes and let me show you what love was like through my eyes.. It started with an over the shoulder glance, like a breeze that kissed your cheek. My love was like being told about the most absolute, greatest person I could have ever met and where I should go if I wanted to meet them. I go to the restaurant and sit in a corner booth, just so I hoped that I could see you before you saw me. My love was nervous toe tapping and sweaty palms like my hands were being held over the open flame of the candle at our table that night. My love was sitting there for hours, but never having someone to sit with me. I sat there trying to think of what you'll look like, what the tone of your voice will be when you say my name. People pass by our table with nods and smiles like they knew something I didn't. One by one the lights start going off around our table, as the people's laughs and conversations start to quieten. My love was being in that special place every night until the lights went dark around our table. I would even choose a different table every night, in the hopes that just maybe you'd see me first. All the while keeping sweaty palms to the flame. After years of waiting on the inside, I found myself waiting from the outside from a safe distance. My love would have kept me waiting for my love until my last dying breath. My love was waiting for as long as it took, only because I never saw you before and you only saw me at a passing glance. I found out that you were there, just at a different table waiting for me. Now open your eyes, and tell me you love me again.