The Way She Looks at Me

I love the way she looks at me...well, maybe I just love the fact that she looks at me at all. I never know what she's thinking although I have a feeling she is looking because she is skeptical of me...figuring out if she can trust me...figuring out me period. It drives me crazy that I have no idea how things stand but at the same time I know it's better that I catch an occasional glance than none at all. She is looking, right? Sometimes, I get longer looks and more frequent looks. Lately, it has been a rare glance.

I am excited to learn more about what's behind her eyes...there is something magical and mysterious that I can't stop thinking or wondering about.