Your Eyes And My Favourite Moment
Surrounded by faces, both familiar and strange, then yours, and all the others merged into one blur. You're looking into my eyes and I'm looking back into yours and for those precious seconds, nothing else matters. Common sense doesn't interfere and pull my gaze away but noticing we're alone, the blur vanished brings us back to reality, if since then it can be called that.
I realize this is quite strange but I couldn't do any better at 2 in the morning.
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