When we make eye contact, do you feel the way I do? I can feel my cheeks growing hotter every second. When I touch them, they feel like the heat from a flame. My heart drops immediately as a response. I feel like looking away, but I can't. We just stand there. My eyes fixate on yours taking note of your wood brown eye color and every single detail about you. The natural highlights in your hair, your pale skin that resembles whipped milk, and your genuine smile that kindles that warmth. All of these thoughts flood my head in a matter of five seconds before you crack the space between us with a joke in your low, rich voice. Why do I feel this way about you? Stop that. ?