Blue eyes stare into mine. Blue as the Carribbean. Blends of real, turquoise, and tiffany. Cerulean, sky, and lapis. How mesmerizing they are, at such a comical moment. Have I been staring? Is it as long as it feels? I’ve never felt time slow down before. I understand that it’s not longer a myth.

But after last time, how can I trust anything? Even _his _eyes weren’t so…striking. Is this even something I can trust? I never notice eyes. They’re all the same boring brown. Then, there’s you. Why? Why? Why?

You’re doing this to me. This trickery from the nature of you. I will shake your hand and leave now. I will forget this the moment our handshake says goodbye.

You’re hands are huge. I feel like a baby shaking a giant’s hand. Walking away now. Why haven’t I forgotten you? Get out of my head.