Spicy Tales of My Life

You know it, don’t you; the mystery about your eyes, there is something very special about them. Your eyes are exceptionally beautiful no doubt, but it is in the expression of those eyes lies the real charm.

When you look at me, which you do very rarely, it feels as if you touch my heart through your eyes. I feel the strength of your stare simulating a reaction so strong from the bottom of my heart that it is just irresistible. I love the inquisitiveness of your look. You must know that it is impossible not to fall for the kind of look you give sometimes but it takes great strength to pretend not to have fallen for your look.

There is one other thing about you which deserves a special mention, your smile. O god that is one heck of a charming smile. It is the kind of smile that can make the day of any desperate soul. When I look at you I always hope to instigate that charming smile of yours which has got the potential to light up any heart. But rarely do I get lucky enough to experience the charm of it.

When I saw you for the very first time, I knew you are one gal who had the full potential to make or break my heart. Wishing for the former I tried every measure to seek the least of your attention but it was of no avail. Over the days I realised that the inquisitive stare and the charming smile you held and every bit your soul was reserved for certain somebody. I did not want to believe it first but my infatuation failed to hide the truth for long. Though it was not exactly a heart break it caused a bit of pain. I moved on, thinking whatever makes you happy should not make me feel worse if there is any truth to my feelings. I was a gratified soul as long as I got to see you smile.

Your image in my heart did not fade for years and it always the held the expression of that charming smile until recently. Now my soul failed to remain at ease for the reasons that you are acutely aware of. The steadiness in your stare which I so much admired once is now replaced by a desperate longing. The beautiful smile of yours does now seem like a mere effort of your lips. Where is that charming gal with the cheerful smile that I once very much admired?

I want to see you out of the pain but only person who knows how to come of it is you. I wish I could be there to help but I am too far away and there is so less I know about you. Relieve your eyes of the longing and let the charm of your smile return.