It became a routine. As I would leave work I would drag my feet just for a chance to see his eyes for a second longer. They were the deepest brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. I wasn't sure how it was possible for them to glow under the moonlight the way they did. But I just couldn't stop my self from being attracted there was electricity in those eyes so intense it manipulated me. I crave to see them daily. As the weeks flew by I began to want more. Where was he from? how did he end in that position? Would he take offense if I offered my help? What if I asked and he left? What if I never got to see his eyes again? I couldn't bear that. Then destiny smiled upon me and I got a chance to finally talk to him.
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