Observation is Love

Being watched is far too much to bear,

Closely observed, with a deep dark stare.

Don't look too faintly, you might miss the smallest of details,

There may be secrets that could just be unveiled.

I don't like to be watched, I don't like when you glare,

Makes me feel like you really, truly care.

In reality, you don't even notice me, you don't even know I'm there,

I don't think it is that you should lie to me, it's not fair.

Stop lurking, stop staring into the depth of my soul,

There is nothing there, but a deep black hole.

Living in solitude made me a lonely person,

Always distancing myself, putting myself in desertion.

Now that I caught you looking back at me,

I have gotten used to it and have learned to appreciate what you see.

I love you for noticing, I love you for caring,

I love you for the times that I found you staring.