His eyes.
I look into them and see every longing, every passion.
The depth of them, I have yet to comprehend.
I can't describe the way he looks at me.
It's as if his eyes see right through me,
Penetrating every wall,
Exposing my every flaw.
Yet, when our eyes lock,
All I feel is safe.
It's as if he knows every part of me,
And loves everything he knows.
His eyes yearn to search deeper,
To know every inch of my soul.
Am I a fool to let him in?
Getting my hopes up, only to be left broken and destroyed again?
I won't regret, this time,
Never giving myself the chance to fall.
I will either fall straight into his arms,
Or straight to my destruction.


But fall I will,
And fall she did.