But it's too late

It was odd,
the way we met.
Unusual, but great.
You stood there, like you longed for something.
I think this is why i was drawn to you.

I felt what you felt,
I was unaware of what my actions would bring me.
When I reached you, I was speechless.
My words, the ones i had thought so deeply about before approaching you, were lost.

As your eyes met mine,
I felt emotions i had only ever dreamt about.
The feeling of time standing still,
of all your problems dissapearing in an instant
and of all those cliches finally having meaning to me.

You were different from the others.
Mysterious, in the best way possible.
I didn't think I could ever meet somone so perfect.
I never told you,
but I fell in love with you after the first word you spoke to me.
Now, I wish i had said it,
but it's too late.