"What if there is someone admiring you,
What if there is one of a few, who loves looking at you.
Just secretly the way you do, what if there is someone who looks at you too!"
Grey and Green signifying comfort and harmony respectively. So, get ready...
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Moment our eyes meet, where I lose my breath, where my heart races, I find something different in those eyes, everytime, every. damn. time. I may not recognise you sometimes, but those eyes pull my gaze to you like a magnet. And everytime it happens, I realise, you are my only muse! Moment you disappear, my eyes travel faraway to find your footprints. Where a beautiful moment would happen, I lose the chance everytime, every. damn. time. Because of the absence of courage, I let you walk away everytime, and while you start moving towards the direction away from my sight, I regret, I think, I write. And everytime it happens, I realise, you are my only muse! Moment you seem so different, I feel I am going to contemplate my choice, but then comes a glimpse, so beautiful, so innocent, so dreamy, so kind, I feel nothing could be more right, but I always make it wrong, by letting silence and dullness carve my face in a way, I would never like you to see, everytime, every. damn. time. But then comes the memory of you peeping at my direction, I don't know whether it was for me or was just a casual look but I still think about it. And everytime it happens, I realise, you are my only muse! Moment a thought crosses the mind that my eyes won't find you now for days, the moment I fear that what if I forget about you, what if I let you go, but then I remember how you somewhere lingered in my subconscious until the moment I saw you again. And that thought keeps me away from forgetting you, everytime, every. damn. time. I blush at my stupidity for knowing you yet not knowing you at all and yet pouring words over your minute descry. And everytime it happens, I realise, you are my only muse! Moment I regret for not filling my eyes by your sight, the first time I saw you, when you were infront of me for so long but I was busy figuring out that look in your pretty eyes, that I left you unnoticed. I hate how I cannot remember what it was like when I was telling you about something, you were right infront of me standing, listening to what I say while chaos all around and I was yet figuring out whether or not it was you. I try so hard to relive that small moment, but I fail, everytime, every. damn. time. Then I remember how the invisible string theory worked and now I didn't need to figure out whether it was you because the only thing my eyes do nowadays is looking for your glance everywhere. And everytime it happens, I realise, you are my only muse! Everytime my standards reach cloud nine, your one sight makes me fall for you, everytime, every. damn. time. Then I hope the moment we actually meet, you would raise them even higher, because everytime it happens, I realise, you have become my only muse! Find yourself in my memories because as I said all along, you are my only muse! As I scribble all this I question! You could find yourself a thousand times in my memories but would I ever get even a glimpse of mine in yours? And this question excites and saddens me as well, everytime, every. damn. time.
