I have heard "I am in love with you" many times.... This time it was different.... Exactly like the one I wanted to hear....
For the first time I was afraid of it as I felt vulnerable... I felt vulnerable because I feared falling back.... Something was different about him.... He loved my eyes... More than any other part of my body... I remember the times when he would lie Forcefully in my lap and I would look away... I would feel my face burning from his gaze... I would want to look at him but I knew I couldn’t.... But when I did, my heart would stop beating.... He looked into my eyes with such depth as if he was looking for a hidden treasure.... I would keep my hand on his eyes and burst into laughter.... To hide my nervousness.... He would gently take my hand, take it close to his lips, kiss them gently and keep it on his chest under his soft hand.... And then he would start looking for the stars all over again.... That made me fall for him.... I couldn’t help it... Those eyes loved my eyes and my eyes loved them back..... Gently.... Softly.... Delicately.... Wholely... Completely.... Thoroughly... 🥀