Prose Poem From the moment we met I knew that I was attracted to you, but was it love I asked myself, only time knew. As time was spent day by day looking into your eyes, feeling your touch, hearing your voice I began to believe I loved you. Nobody looked like you, spoke like you or felt like you — you were different for me but I must’ve been the usual to you. Presently you are gone, out of my life, I miss you still and my heart softens at the thought of you.