His eyes

He's in front of me
He looks back toward me
But ever so casually
He doesn't look at me directly
But I look at him
He has deep gray eyes
Like the color of the sky in late afternoon
It's like they can't choose 
When I don't glance at him directly 
It looks like he's staring right through me
My breath quickens and heart beats faster
But as fast as it started 
It ends.
[Its like he can see right through me, but does he know hes the only one for me?]












hugs,
Shannon