Adoration

              It was the lack of eye contact that drew me in. What felt like decades later, it was the abundance of it that kept me.

    I cared for him.

  Not able to decipher my own emotions, I doubted myself for ever being able to account for his.

       Hatred for myself coursed through my veins as I tried my hardest to be able to give and receive love.

Wishing upon the thousands of moon that lay in the sky at night, I dreamed of a love. A long lasting love that would come from him and only him.

    No matter how cold my heart seemed, it was melting without him