Because I know you noticed me

Tuesday night I go to the Café again, hoping you would be there hoping to see me, hoping that I came back, like that day..

The day where you became a part of me. I may not know your name, I may not know your age, or even a thing about you, but I know, I know you noticed me.

I know you noticed me.

I know you were sitting there staring right at me. Just like I was staring right back at you.

I see the desire you had towards me. Screaming inside that you wanted me, that you needed me.

It felt like fire running through my veins, wanting you to come to me. You know you wanted to, you couldn’t hide it. The expression on your face showed lust towards me, towards my body.

I can’t deny I want you too, as bad as you want me, I want to feel you.. feel your scruffy face, and enter your mind in search of something, something that may not be love.. but could be something so erotic.

I know you noticed me

I know you notice the way I look at you, the way my body trembles when we make eye contact, the way you make me feel with just one look …

I’m not looking for love, I’m not in search of something real, I just want someone to make me feel.

And next time I see you I’ll be waiting for you, because I know, I know you crave me as well as I crave you..

Because I know you, you notice me