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.