I retrace my steps
Pacing back and forth
Twice over and over
Clenching my palms together
Holding in breaths of air
Exhaling as I take another step
I start questioning myself,
'Surely you're going crazy?'
I exchange common courtesy
With my own self
'Yes you surely are sir',
Breathe in, breathe out
Inhale, exhale,
Looking into a mirror
That hangs above a vase
Filled with decorative roses
'You look good?'
Questioning myself again
'Oh yes you do, sir' speaking
to my own voice once again.
'Do you deserve to date her?'
Interrogating my own mind
'I don't know , sir'.

The door opens,
'This is the moment
You've been waiting for
This is the moment
That the course of your life
changes', I tell myself.
She walks through the door
Her pretty eyes that she claims
is 'an optical sight and
nothing more'
Oh but I knew it was more
It was her soul
Completely and so utterly
Beautiful.

Her beautiful eyes meet
my ordinary dull eyes.