Epiphany

Murmurs caress my ears.
If only it was the voice
I truly wanted to listen to.

Through the windows, I see
unknown faces looking across
the courtyard.
What could they be up to? I wonder.

I peer around the brisk room.
My gaze holds on a boy
that had entered my dreams.
His eyes, that smile.

Oh no, I think, why must
this always happen to me?
The butterflies in my stomach twitter
when he passes me now.

It was never like this.
Never did I know who he was
or what could come of him...

The room is silent, and
as I put this pencil to paper,
I realize that it is not him
that I want to look at.

But it is her.

And her beauty engulfs me
now, for I know that I
will never be without
her.