In my lifespan, my eyes have connected with perhaps a billion brown eyes.
But when my eyes met his for the first time, it was like our souls connected.
It’s when he stares deep into my eyes that I feel it’s as if he can read my inner thoughts and fears.
I just hope that you don’t see that
I’m in love with him
When our eyes meet
I’m holding on to the hope that you don’t see how much I’m falling in love with him when I stare into those big brown eyes.
He has blinded me from everyone else.
His smile is my light source on a gloomy day.
My heart beats purely for him but I’m wondering if his is the same for me.
I often find myself asking this question day after day since we met.
When he holds me it’s like he doesn’t ever want to release me.
Our relationship was just friendly for years until now.
Will his heart ever beat for me like mine beats for him?
Will he ever love me the same way I love him?
I could not take the emotional agony of constantly wondering how he felt and what lies inside that pretty head of his.
As a result of this, I proceeded with caution.
The sun shined bright and high the day that I gently whispered into his ear…
“I’m in love with you and I have been for years now. “
He said “I’m in love with you too.”
After our exchange of confessions, he touched my cheek and our lips finally met.
We kissed like it was all each of us could think about for months.
“The universe keeps growing just to hold my love for you.”
Are the words that escaped from his sweet tempting lips after they had released from mine.
I couldn't ask for anyone better than him to love.