It All Starts and Ends With a Look

It all starts with a look. A single look that sends chills down your spine and makes you feel like you are on the world's scariest roller coaster. No words, no laughter, no sound. Just a look. A look from a pair of eyes that radiate warmth. A look from a pair of eyes that seem to stare into the depths of your soul. Just a look. Then comes the smile of a charming boy who couldn't possibly understand how charming he is. That boyish smile with that small little laugh that only comes from someone who is truly enjoying themselves. Then comes the eye roll from him when you make a corny joke or pun because he finds it funny but he also thinks it's stupid. Next thing you know, you are talking about everything and nothing all at the same time. You fill the silence with staring and giggling at each other's facial expressions. You ask meaningless questions and you repeat words because they sound funny the way he says them. And next thing you know, you have a best friend. You spend your free time together and always stop to say hello when you see each other. Always making unofficial plans to do nothing or something. And soon unspeakable feelings develop and you don't know how to react to them. You could act on them but you don't want to do anything because you are fearful. Always that small inkling of fear. This is so great and you don't to do anything to mess it up. So you don't do anything except wait. You wait it out. Then you can't take the waiting anymore and you do something so drastic and crazy that it couldn't possibly work. But it does and everything is great until something changes. You grow apart. You care, but you get bored. You get tired of seeing the same face every single day. And it all suddenly ends with that same look. That same look that makes you go weak in the knees and crushes your lungs and makes you feel like you can't breathe. Only, it doesn't make you feel that way anymore. Instead, it just makes you feel guilty because you wish you still felt that way, only you don't. The look is the same, but sadder and hurt. However, still filled with warmth. It still stares into to your soul and sends chills down your spine. It all ends with a look.