Starstruck

I'm starting to revert back to flitting gazes, fleeting praises and frenetic waving

I just can't help it

Whenever I see you around, I'm starstruck, smitten, and clumsily driven

I don't know what to say which is ironic because each and every day

When I see you, I never cease to leave with a stupid, toothy grin creeping upon my face

We talk and I often forget what I say

But the feeling of camaraderie and comfort always stays

I say I'm starstricken because your presence is akin to the celestial tapestry above

Often shrouded by the blankets of clouds or hidden by the light pollution all around

Despite all that, the stars still radiate brilliantly when you're sitting on a rooftop

With no lights, no smog and nothing to hide

Just authentic, warm specks of light floating about

It's when you're comfortably authentic that you shine best

The soothing sound of your soft spoken phrases

Coupled with a shrug and chuckle

Feels as cozy as a snuggle

The warmth when you clasp your hand with mine

As our fingers fumble and entwine

Just feels right

It's transient but that's alright

The way you same my name somehow sends my psyche alight

Your enthusiasm is stupidly infectious and blindingly bright

But I'd do anything to see that wonderful smile

Alas, I know you'll never feel the same

That's okay

Afterall, I enjoy seeing you around almost every day

It's a serendipitous twist of fate