The Presence

Something in your eyes keeps on pulling me in, it feels like you can reed me. A simple look can make me melt, a simple presence can make me feel weak; weak in a good way. I was wondering, how can a person understand someone without uttering a single word to each other, but when it happens between us I came to understand how it feels like, and yet still can't explain it. This is the first time that I have felt this strong connection to someone. I might have felt something before, but this just felt so right, and magnetic. While looking at you, my eyes can't help but to have a shine in it. A shine that makes others see through me, see the burning admiration, feelin that don't need any noise to be known.