I'm drawn to you

I feel you in the air and I'd less than dare to say you feel me too.
I've lately been unaware, but the stare you wear wears me down,
it weighs me down.
So down I go
heavy, not hindered
and we could render something from the sketch in my head
'cause I'm drawn to you
and I've been drawing you
and me
for merely hours, but now I'm stuck on what could be ours.
What could be ours?