I see him standing across the room staring at me with his piercing, icy, baby blue eyes. Dressed in black from head to toe, his gaze follows me as I walk out the door, looking me up and down, as if trying to read and analyse me like a book.
I turn the corner, only to find baby blue standing right in front of me. He looks me in the eyes, as if trying to reach my soul and says, "come with me." I, for some unknown reason, find myself walking beside this random stranger that I haven't seen before.
What the heck was wrong with me? Why the heck did I follow him? I swear I've NEVER done this before and I never would. Now I'm just walking silently screaming , no, forcing myself to turn around, yet my feet refuse to budge.
I mean sure, he was handsome and all, but I didn't even know his name. But, there was something striking about him. His eyes of course, but something more. Something greater and stronger, a force of some sort. I had this feeling inside my whole body, but deeper, I guess it was a feeling in my soul.
Wherever it was coming from, I couldn't shake it off. I can't even describe to you if it were to save my life.
