And yet unrequited

an endless irritation
at not knowing something
only that you're somehow
incomplete

you appeared one day
a hummingbird at my window
beautiful, fast, up, and gone
i knew i wanted you.
♠ ♠ ♠
Again, written while I was SUPPOSED to be writing that sonnet for English.
Like all love poems of mine, inspired by real life but including some fiction.