Your eyes drew me in first. Like the ocean calling to those wild enough to hear it’s songs. When I look at you and you’re staring into mine. There’s a hint you’re giving me in a language I’m learning as we spend countless hours together. An instant connection that no one in this entire room can see. Our little secret, this look of ours. A place we go even in a crowded restaurant or a wedding full of people dancing. A moment we take to find a sense of home when we’re out in front of the world. God, your eyes are captivating. As they hold on to my heart and for once I don’t feel like running the other way. The days we’re apart I want nothing more than to look you in the eyes because that’s when in the silence we end up saying the most.
Love,
The Bengali Belle 