5/16/10
It's In Your Eyes
i first saw it two years ago. out of the corner of my eye, i could see this boy on the other side of the room, the one that swore we were just friends, give me this look. the look. a look of intensity and want. there was something in his eyes, stemming from something deeper in his heart maybe, or possibly his soul that caused him to look at me in such a way. he swore he didn't like me in any sense more than a friend. but when he thought i wasn't looking. he would give me the look. the look that he loved me.
i'm not the type of girl that guys fantasize about, nor do i necessarily want to be that girl. i'm not the girl who will stroke your ego, or say nothing is wrong when obviously something's not right. i'm not a size zero, two, four or even a six. i'm a seven-one-six on a good day. i'm not insanely sexy, upper class royalty, or hipster chic. however, none of this seems to matter to the boys who have given me the look.
the second time i got the look was from a boy i had only known six days. but that was enough for him. as he handed me juice jugs to distribute to the tables up at camp, he looked up with his beautiful green eyes and gave me the look. i'm always shocked when i see it and usually second guess myself. but it keeps happening, the next day at breakfast, the look was once again being given my way. i look around or pretend i didn't see. i see him occasionally, but the look in his eyes has disappeared. i don't know if it was the water up at camp, or the way the moon hit the lake so perfectly, but the look was present.
the most recent time was just over a month ago. we were sitting with a group of mutual friends and i was talking, as per usual and everyone was looking at me while i talked. but you looked at me, with the look. you thought i didn't see it. i've become accustomed to playing it off. i don't want to scare them by catching them giving me the look. that wouldn't be very polite. so i continued my story about nothing, although now my thoughts were all tangled and messed up, you see. because i gave you the look back as i tried to start the next statement, but i couldn't formulate a single word. i starred at you like the other two boys had looked at me. you caught me. i'm glad. maybe a little encouragement is all it takes.
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I can't believe Ricer caught you!
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