To My First Love

~Hey, Good-Looking~

There's this feeling that I feel when I see your face from 1,300 km away. It's the lift from the corners of your lips that catch my attention first. The way they express so much joy and temptations; I can see all that on your lips. That smile is what I live for. To see it just inches away from me is what flutters my heart like butterflies in a gazebo. Infectious and awestruck, does time not stop? I could've sworn I've stared at them for ages and I could never get tired of observing them. The big smile that glows brighter than the collective stars could. Your teeth showing and shining brighter than a thousand moons could. To know that I graced that smile you wear is incredible. Though your smile is beaming, I've also fallen for that devilish sultry grin that you wear. It becomes mysterious and alluring, like a good book that I have yet to uncover the mystery to. I can see thrill just by the way it curves ever so slightly. You wear the best expressions and your lips tell half.

Now it's different, I drink in the sights. Take in the view. I can see the way your nose is wide like the valley. Where hills are rounded and smooth soft grass is lush. Like a spring field and small blooms scattered across; it's cute. I adore your nose because I can see we share a similar shape. How kindling it feels to know we share something complementary. It makes me wish that our noses could connect together... to kiss and thank them for keeping our heads up along with sharing our forward thoughts. Then I notice your jaws to your hair. Your hair reminds me of the clouds, flocculent and fluffy. The kind that I envision lazing upon. Your dark locks are so gorgeous... I want my hands to run upon them as if I were touching silk at a fabric store. All of a sudden, something catches my eyes. I become focused on your physique, the way you are built and strong. Your arms look big, muscular and protective; where I desire to be in. Your chest puffs out with pride, I can see the camouflaged lion brooch pinned. Dominant and fierce, intimidating yet inviting. I am boundless when I fall upon admiration for you. I love all the details, so refined and symmetrical. Something like a painting, smoother than sculptures; you are art.

All these features are wonderful. Handsome is all I can say. However, what's most breathtaking is when I catch your eyes. Your eyes are something much like your lips tell but more in depth, wilder than imagination begins to fathom. It's in. Your eyes that express everything and more than what you could say or act upon. I can see your playful, dominating eyes. The calm always shown like a glaze and shine; it's your glow. Then... I see the tiredness in your eyes, how I can see work has pushed you to no ends. Oh, I wish you would rest. You needn't strain your beautiful eyes with me. Be at ease and respite them so that I may see your beaming smiling eyes. I can always recall and replay all your expressions like a movie. Like film but acting is not a part of this, it's genuine and true. Your smiling eyes are like secret footage on the tapes. I could never forget but it's something I can't reimagine as it was, I wish to see them again. More and more, so much so that I hope they may always remain happy and spirited.

I believe the best look is when I see your eyes meet mine. The way you look at me the same way I've done. Your eyes full of love is when I see you irresistibly attractive. Much like how bees are attracted to pollen. On flowers. If pollen is to heart then you have stolen so; willingly, of course. I can see genuine and warmth from your dark orbs. Your eyes have always been so transparent but bursting with hues. I can see that ginormous generous heart from the pupils of your eyes. You give me so much love, my heart swells when I see you. How our eyes meet is like two hands in hold; locked and found. I hope your eyes will continue to watch me with so much love. Those eyes are precious... like how people compare eyes to gems. You're like a gem that has yet to be discovered—No, that's not true. I've discovered them and every time I gaze upon them, I'm granted an exclusive exhibit that is just for us two. Still there is much behind your eyes I have yet to uncover. In person, I can imagine I'll only be mesmerized deeper. For now, I'm grateful for every moment I get to see them. Thank you for showing me your eyes.

We don't do these often, though I wish we would. Every time, I see all of this within the first 5 seconds of our call. Like a rinse and repeat, all these heart-struck thoughts pop up like bubbles. You never fail to make my heart skip a beat.

Now your voice is another story...