Apollo was known as an extremely narcissistic individual, one who cares a lot about beauty, when it comes to himself and even others. He was narcissistic. Goddesses and mortals were for him to use when I wanted them and leave when he walks to be alone. He could care less about even having a real relationship or even bond with someone. That was till he met you.

Boy, did his views change the day he met you. You were..different, by no means in a good way. He wanted you to worship him, look at him, notice him. He was a lovesick puppy, and everyone seemed to notice it but you. Everyone warned him you were nothing but bad news, that he should just stay far away. He tried, he really did, his efforts, however, were useless, a waste of time, no matter what he did, who he spent his time with, he wanted you. No other Goddess, Nymphs, or mortals could give him the same rush you did.

And once again here he is watching you shamelessly from afar.

'Let me hold you, keep you close to me. I long to hear your voice '

He would think to himself as he frowned watching you. He wanted nothing more than to be close to you - even a few inches closer - but he wouldn't dare. He knew it would be his life on the line if he ever tried to get close to you. A death wish.

'I can give you everything you need, or do you want to hear me plead? Just look my way..'

He shifted among the night sky clouds, making sure to stay out of your range of senses.

'Is there something more that I don't know? Unless it's me? And no matter what in this world I could give, it's not enough, to get through the walls you've conjured up to live'

He thought, feeling an unusual pang of sadness in his chest as he thought about it more. How could someone like you make him, the sun god Apollo, the most worshiped god in this modern day feel sadness, feelings that gods shouldn't feel. Things only for the tender hearts of mortals yet you, Apollo, could dare to make him feel like this? Not only make him feel this but want more of it.

'Just look my way..'