A poem about: so I've been talking to this guy since a month and today morning we met for the first time. I was really really nervous and I wanted to say a lot of things but I couldn't. It was a date but it wasn't a date. We watched a movie. His eyes were so pretty I could look at them forever. I have started liking him. I don't know how he feels about me. I hope he likes me too. Also I miss him already and I wanna meet him again. can you write me a poem on this situation? not a very obvious peom but something that feels like this situation. It shouldn't be obvious