The First Time

In a crowded place, you stand out from the rest.

I was looking at you, trying to catch your eyes.

You looked passed me but still I gave you a smile.

The time went by yet my eyes are still on you.

I wanted to ask for your name and your number

But I was too afraid that you might ignore me.

I really wanted to stay longer but I have to leave.

As I left my chair I glanced at you once again,

Hoping for the last time you would notice me.

I found myself thinking so much about you.

I was wondering what could be your name.

I was praying that we would meet again.

That was the very first time I saw you.

And from that moment on, I started missing you.