For seven days I saw you.
The first day there was apathy.
You were there I was there.
I only noticed you.
The second day we spoke.
The power of initial words
caused intrigue and questions.
I remembered you.
The third day we spoke again.
This time we shared a moment
that we didn’t understand.
I thought of you.
The fourth day you touched me.
Intentions unknown
Playing games with my mind that I would not win.
I felt you.
The fifth day we walked together
Moving forward
and in to eachother’s past
I learned you.
The sixth day I had fallen
Deep in to your eyes
That burned the layers of my being
I loved you.
The seventh day I walked away
And you did not follow me
Nor your heart
I hurt you.
I looked away after seven days
And a week has never been the same.
Intentions 
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