when eyes do the talking ...

you wonder why I don't look at you

because i know, once my eyes are locked with yours, I can't look away

because i know, I'll fall deeper into the warmth of your smile...

because i know, it'll become a habit- missing you, searching for you in the crowd and looking out for you...

because i know, it's beautiful- the way your eyes delve into mine- like searching my soul, for finding at least a figment of my true feelings that i have tucked away safely...

because i know, what seems now like curiosity, or interest, will grow deeper and deeper into my very being

because I know, I'll become vulnerable, and love would easily seep in.

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