clearly it was... you

For awhile, a curious glance, did your gaze fall upon me, a wistful yet questoning look, held mine eyes at level, with all honesty, in forms and shape, did my heart jump too quick. "do tell your answer soon" a response to my silence, of concern to all my complaints, an ear to the words of my story, where there was none, in clear sight, all along, it was you, with whom my answer is to.