As he stood there with his arms folded, lips pursed tightly together, I could feel his inquisitive stare peering through my heart. I knew that he was afraid to let down his guard because of the past hurts. She almost destroyed him and he wasn’t sure if I would do the same. I could feel that he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words in fear of them being misconstrued by my longing heart. I was nervous because I did not know if he could really read my thoughts like it felt he could. Could he sense how much he meant to me? As he looked in my eyes, I hoped he couldn’t tell that I would give it all up for the chance to be his #1.
The longer he held my gaze the deeper our connection grew and the more vulnerable I felt. Never had I wanted someone so bad, never had I longed for their arms to untangle and wrap around me. Trying to maintain the connection, I nervously giggled and asked what was on his mind. Without an answer but a simple raised brow, I knew he was weighing his opttions. Is this girl worth taking a risk on? Could she be the one? As he looked in my eyes, I knew he was deciding whether to leave or to stay.