Love // Thought

Capture in time

You looked at me, and asked me if I needed help with anything. You glanced at me up and down, trying to remember who I was, or what significance I've played.
       Your blue eyes; blazed with an emotion I couldn't out my finger on; lust? Love? It was apparent we had some kind of connection.

      You stood there, with you hand out, almost asking me to take it. We watched each other, waiting for my reply, and all I said was no thanks.

Because I need something more. You didn't want me at my worst, so you sure as hell don't get me at my best.