Letting My Thoughts Drift

It was but a year ago
you walked into my life.
I felt myself drawn to you--
then you talked about your wife.
I became your friend, instead;
concealing the attraction.
Never letting you know I wanted you--
deciding I'd not take action.

I stayed away for eight long months,
but neither did forget.
Our friendship continued where it'd left off,
and I was caught back in your net.
Still, I didn't let you know
the thoughts playing in my head.
My attraction found another man,
and I went for him, instead.

That lasted but a little while,
then I let him go.
My thoughts of you wouldn't go away,
but I wouldn't let them show.
Why do you flutter through my thoughts?
why do you haunt my dreams?
What makes me open up to you
and tell you everything?

Sometimes, when you look at me,
there's more there, in your eyes.
You make me want to reach out to you;
you keep me mesmerized.
You've cast some kind of spell on me;
what is it I don't see?
What force draws me close to you,
when I know that I should flee?