Loving to Hope and Hoping to Love

This is another old poem of mine.

When writing it I pictured a storyline to it.

And it deals with the POV of two different people who love each other.

The Girl:
             Day by day,
             I look out into
             the crowd,
             hoping, wishing
             that one of the
             faces that I see
             is the one for
                    me.

The Boy:
             Night after night,
             I think of her,
             I hope that
             she'll be mine.
             After so much
             pain, I finally
             feel love for
             her, but I'm
             left hoping,
             wishing
             she'll love
                 me.