That awkward meeting

The point where our eyes meet, no matter how distant we are from each other it’s always been the same. I’ve tried many times to look at you the same way as everyone else, look past those balls of beauty, but I can’t. I never have. Yours are just the typical, and yet, I’m affected in such a big way. The impact you bring to me, the tingles that speed through my veins continuously when you give me that seductive gaze, why can I not look past it all? I sink into them, fall into a twirl of delight, look elsewhere, but always find myself return. How hard and how long will it take to get over somebody as good as you, when you are perfection in every way?