Whispers I

How is it that I have so much to say to you,

And no way to say it once I see you?

How is it that my eyes search for you everywhere,

But when they find you they're unable to stare?

How is it that you are so beautiful to me,

And this I can never truly make you see?

How are you so intelligent and perceptive,

Yet so oblivious and ignorant to how I feel?

I have reached a nadir, I think. Of just posting anything that comes to mind. But meh.