Does He Even Think About Me?

He may not know it, but I think about him all the time,
With each message we share, I wonder something,
Do his cheeks turn slightly pink when we talk about
Our future plans or is it just me hoping they do?

He has this poetic skill that leaves me speechless,
With just his infectious smile and intoxicating lines,
I seem to fall into his cyber arms even further, but
He has no idea he's the one I've started dreaming about.

The optimistic and encouraging words he always spreads,
Shows me a passion for helping others he can't even see,
But the question that seems to have yet to truly be answered is,
Does he even think about me? Or am I just another optimistic friend?

So as I lay my head upon my pillow with thoughts of him,
Spinning around deeply inside my head, I find myself wondering so many things, but the question still remains,
Does he even think about me?