The Prima Facie of Falling in Love

Breath...Breath...
Step...Step.
It was
HIM.
I swear, I couldn't look into his
beautiful brown eyes.
I was going to forget how to,
Breath...Breath...
Step...Step.

And so comes the time we pass.
He looks up.
I look up.
(Breath...Breath...Step...Step)
And...
It was over.

I look back.
Secretly wishing he would
look back too.
I clench my teeth.
Fighting tears
is not something I'm good at.
And neither is letting go of you.

Open your eyes.
Don't you see?
Don't you see?