your eyes glint with something curious to me.
i stare in wonder.
i keep looking away,
but i look back and you are still locked on me.
the world continues around us,
but all you're looking at is me.
i say "penny for your thoughts?"
your eyes stay glued.
"just thinking." you say.
i wonder if you're thinking about me
and the way i'm reacting under your stare
and the way i'm sitting on my chair,
blanket over my lap like it's a normal thing to do.
our friends surrounding us,
but they might as well be gone.
i wonder if you're thinking about how i smile.
how i let my eyes wander before falling back to yours.
i'm not uncomfortable,
but i'm not used to the thought that you might be seeing me in the way i see you.
