Secret Admirer

"You don't even know my name.
But to me, it doesn't matter, it's all the same.
I loved you from the very start.
When I saw you standing, you stole my heart.
Ever since then, I couldn't think.
I barely talked, I forgot to blink.
You hypnotized me with your charming face,
and when I looked in your eyes I could not embrace
the fact that God made you so perfect.
I've watched you from across the way,
cause with words I didn't know what to say.
But I have stared into your eyes, and you stared into mine.
And from that moment, I couldn't help but think about you all of the time.
You always look so stern, so serious.
The way you're so independent, I begin to feel so delerious.
I've never known of someone who was completely okay with being alone.
And someone who still walks with his head high in the air, strong as stone.
But yet, unlike other independent men, your heart is not hard.
Your heart is fragile, and your sweet.
And to protect yourself, you wear an invisible guard.
I've been admiring you for some time now.
I'm wondering if you'll ever understand how the way you move and talk
makes my heart stop.
Because really, ever since I first saw you on 9/11,
I couldn't think of anything better that having you, not even Heaven."

-Written on January 14, 2008. Stupid me, I thought I actually met my match at 14 years old. But never the less, I have feelings. And I'm open to share them with anyone.