What's in a look?
Why do we hold such weight in the meeting of eyes,
as though the crossing paths is tangible,
real?
What makes it so special?
Because every time you lock eyes with someone,
you know,
you see a snippet of their mind,
exposed,
raw,
real.
Because people love to hide behind masks these days,
behind filters in photos or makeup at school
or layers
and layers
of lies
and false pretences because they're so desperate for people to like them that it gets hard for them to like themselves.
So when you catch someone's eye,
smile.