From the minute I saw you,
from the moment I first laid eyes on you,
you had me captivated.
Instantly, I felt a gravitational pull toward you,
and I just knew, from that moment,
that I needed to get your attention.
I knew I needed to find a way to make you mine.
And I loved your approach—
I’ll make you feel things no one else has ever known.
If we were stuck in a crowded room,
I’d still look for you.
You’d be the first and only person I’d see,
because you’re always on my mind.
I miss you in more than one way—
in ways I didn’t know were possible.
I miss your presence.
I miss your energy.
I miss the radiation of pure intentions,
pure love, and pure desire.
When I’m with you, I feel everything.
But most importantly, I feel your heart—
I feel close to it.
Every single time we’re together,
I find myself drawn closer to it—
and you do the same with mine.
My heart grows for you.
It beats for you.
I want to be near and dear to you.
I want to be for you
what you are for me.
I see a future with you.
I see a life with you—
with you and only you.
And I’d never want to lose
the amazing opportunity between us.
You are an angel sent from above.
You are my star—
maybe even my lucky star.
You are for me
what I hope to be for you— and more:
to give you the world,
and to be your lucky one.
It’s a privilege,
and I will always remind you
how lucky I am to love you,
and to be loved by someone like you.
Thank you for being you,
my love.
Slow Burn Poetry 