His smile glistens, like a tricky word barely rolling off the tip of my tongue His eye shines, as if the many other stars in the universe cannot compare
My smile stays plastered to my face, I'd barely say a single word I'd barely make a single noise
Yet his beautiful eyes still shines as it always does
With both hands cupping my face, and his face twisted into a fake pout, a terrible attempt to tickle my soul, "I love you," he whispers.
I guess it's true— opposites do attract, in an unbelievably good manner.
**c.s wondering
Edit: This was written for an old boyfriend who turned out to be a serial cheater. Anyway it was written before I found out he is a cheater. Love was blind for me, I know I'm wrong now.