His eyes. As I look into his warm brown eyes, I see the love he has for me, but do I feel the same way back? His smile. When he smiles at me, there's hope. Is there? Can it be Love? Being near him makes my stomach flop and my mind race. Thinking straight isnt a possiblity. Of course I like him, I can Admit that, but love? How do you know? What do you look for? Endless Possibilties. We talk and laugh about our worries, Endless converstions about nothing. Can it be Love? Or is it just a fling?
