First Love

 I search for one that I see daily that is blind to the sight of myself.
Warmness surrounds me as I think of one that I love.
Tightness becomes me with her sight
My body locks to even thinking that she would ever want me as I want her.

Here I am I quietly say to myself as she looks the other way.
Here I am wanting to make you feel like you have never have
and ever would.
Too cool to enjoy the one that is enjoyable........ myself
Too cool for the one that could satisfy your every need and want.

Why can't you see me
Why can't you realize that we were meant together as one.

Popularity takes you over as you walk past my very means.
One day, when you come down from where ever you are as you age and
lose your looks.
will you see me then as I will still love you as I always have?