Finding Mr. Darcy

I am free falling toward the abyss of memories

Searching for the one who knows my name

Did you purposely share my table at the library?

Threw those furtive glances that made me wary?

Like that stranger at the ATM once

Whose words were suspended in mid-air as he pranced

Did you mistake me for someone else?

Or was it I who acted blase?

Had I been brave I would've grabbed you

to keep in my pocket for a lifetime or two

But I was the fool who bears the brunt

Of ignoring a treasure to pursue the hunt

Even if I'd never forget such face, such countenance

(That ne'er comes as often as one would want)

I tempted fate just because I can

There was never a doubt that I will find you

Like a pin in a stack of hay that I'll swim into

I supposed you'll wait, but did you? (Or was I too late and too silent, too?)

Well, I thought I was worthy, in a way; to  imagine things will pan out as I prayed

Be that as it may, I should've made you stay, and left a blueprint for this play

Twice I found, twice I marveled, twice I never knew

What it could've been had you looked at me that way, too