To the man that my eyes search for,
My good friend had her eyes set on you, like me. But fortunately for me, she did not like you like how she is to the other boys who catches her eyes. But still, I could not say that you caught my eyes too.
I did not like you at first, actually. But I think it was just because of my curiosity that
every time, if I have to take every chances, anywhere, you could see me stealing little glances to your perfect smiles. Then eventually, I learned how to like and love it.
Whenever my eyes failed to see you, it always search for you- even if I don't want to- no matter how I tried to stop myself from doing so. But it always did, such a disobedient part of me.
My searching eyes felt sonormal to me since it started searching for you. But whose eyes are yoursearching eyes look for?
