They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. To be the object of that beauty is even more fascinating in itself though because you can see the desire build up in the sparks of their eyes. If the eyes are the window to the soul, then I am more than glad to have been able to step in for the time that I did.
I will never forget the way our four eyes became two for the very first time. The language we spoke together as they met broke the external silence around us with ease. It was almost like the yin-yang; we mostly kept ourselves whole, but in that moment you had part of me and I had part of you. Forever exposed in a split second.
As days turned into months, and months turned to years, the grip our souls had on each other became stronger. Memories and experiences we observed together locked up behind the windows of our conscience served as the glue for our outermost connection. Internally though, we sparked a raging inferno at first glance, and evidently, it still burns.
I used to love the way you would look at me.
Your lips said nothing, but your eyes spoke volumes. Perhaps it was the blue dress and high heels that made you turn your head. Perhaps it was the ridiculous amount of makeup and hairspray that caught you. Up and down, and side to side. You eyed me like a prize. Effortless beauty never went un-appreciated though. Something like simple Netflix and sweatpants still exposed your awe. Up and down, and side to side. Your eyes had a scheming agenda, something you could never hide.
To me, there was always a sense of security in our gaze. Anxiety tore us to shreds daily, but there was stability in knowing someone else was suffering too. And that's why we needed each other.
We never had to speak to each other. We both knew when the other was off balance. After all, we had a part of each other that we could never take back; as a result, I carried your energy with me, and you carried mine with you. We worked like clockwork. Just like the tick-tock of a clock hand though, we found comfort in the silence and eventually all other noises faded into our established background. We moved together, eyes wide open and ready to embrace more.
One night last April, the universe aligned just right. The sky was dark besides the faint glow of a few scattered constellations, and all was silent down on Earth. This reunion felt like something out of a dream, and it was almost as if we were meeting for the first time again. Our lips locked, and for the first time since we had been apart, our eyes closed.
Something about this time was unlike anything we had ever experienced before though. The faint glow from outside turned to eternal darkness, and I could feel all of you within me. I felt cosmically connected to you, from that moment to forever on. We seeped into each other so fluidly and became one. One soul stagnant in time and space for what felt like an eternity. Shivers came over me, and they were not from the damp spring air. I felt electric.
Pulling away from this sensation revealed our earthy eyes once more, proving to the both of us that the internal flame we shared would forever be lit. Beyond a shadow of a doubt.
Years have passed since then. Since the first spark. Sometimes I catch you in the gaze of others, but your composition was just too unique to compare to that of anyone else.
Sometimes I see you in my dreams too. We are held together externally by the lock of our hands. We are walking, or driving, or singing, or dancing. We are laughing endlessly, stuck in the present moment together. We share everything as one.
Time has aged us ripe. We are at the peak of our youth. Even in my dreams we still lock our gaze. Your beautiful eyes, still scheming. You never had to verbalize your intentions, because they did all the talking. What your agenda was though, I'll never know. You hid behind your superficially gleaming smile.
Just when I get close enough to get a taste... I wake up.
We were a perfect match, and perhaps that's why we burned out.You ignited a fire within me that could never be tamed, and now I watch you from afar. My eyes scheming just as intricately as yours, yet, you will never know.
