I would always formulate,

The way you walk and the way you talk.

Finding clues of you being my soulmate :

Trying to pick the lock and do the knock.

I would always analyze,

Your each and every move.

Trying to break through your guise,

Just to get one prove.

Maybe you would never know,

About just how much I crave you,

And just how much it hurts to see you go,

Hoping that you might miss me too.

But I've always wanted you to know,

While dreading the way you'd feel,

When I finally let my love show,

And wait for you to do the heal.