The One


I remember
the first time we met.
Your eyes seeing through
the walls
I worked so hard to build.
Like looking through a window
on a rainy day.
My heart started pounding,
beating loud enough for
everyone to hear.
Yet no one did.
In those first few seconds,
you captured my heart
holding it hostage,
asking for a ransom
I refuse to pay.
I knew in that moment
you were the one
The one I wanted to make smile
like a lottery winner
holding a big check.
I want to be your prize.

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