I was so lost in gazing at you that I would not have regained consciousness on my own, but your cold indifference startled me back to my senses.

Here, the lover speaks of being utterly lost in the sight of the beloved—a trance so deep that ordinary senses could never break it. Paradoxically, what finally snaps him out of this sweet daze is not a return of reason, but the sting of cold neglect. The poet captures a poignant heartbreak: where even the grandest spell of love held him captive, the quiet cruelty of being ignored abruptly jolts the soul awake.