April Hoover
They always say you find love when you least expect it
But I found love when I expected it the most
Because the first time I laid eyes on you
I expected to find love immediately
The way your hair tucked out from underneath your beanie
Your caramelized eyes staring straight past me
Your words trembling as you found a way to speak
Your fingers wrapping around the handle of your coffee cup
I could tell you were nervous
Nervous about the date
Nervous about the coffee you were drinking
Nervous about how I felt about you
But while you were worried about impressing me
I was busy being mesmerized by you
Mesmerized by your features and your identity
Mesmerized by finding love in you
I expected it all