Lost In Translation

I fell in love, not once, or twice.
Every time I looked at him to his eyes and he smiled me back,
it was there, all over again.

That feeling, that precious moment,
when the world stopped spinning,
and time froze.

It was us,
staring at each other' souls.

It was too much to bear.
Too much honesty,
too many wounds,
too much pain,
too much loneliness.

For a second, words were not needed.
It was you,
it was me,
and no one else.