You all really need to download this song. Seriously, if you do not download anything else, download this duet: "In His Eyes". Sorry that this chapter is kind of angsty, but I wrote it on a whim. Once again, I do not own any part of these lyrics, these people (with the exception of Anna. Steal her and die), and only own the corny plotline. But feel free to comment please! I think I am running out of songfics for this musical. There may be one more called "Sympathy, Tenderness", but if not, this is the last one!

I sit and watch the rain,
And see my tears run down the windowpane.
I sit and watch the sky.
And I can hear it breathe a sigh.

It was one of those dreary New York days as I sat in my apartment, being thankful for some time alone to think. I wanted to talk to him, wanted to continue our conversation from the day before, but it was confusing to me. I needed time to think about him, think about us. Could there ever be an us? All I knew was that now, thinking of my past, my mistakes, my regrets, I was crying into my couch pillow with no one there to comfort me. I didn't want anyone to see this side of me, especially him.

I think of him, how we were.

I quieted her tears long enough to think of him, and what had happened over the past year. How I had gone from the "new girl" to someone whom he trusted. How I had initially thought him to be a player, someone whose only purpose was to annoy me. But now, oh now I saw him in a different light, and it scared me. The thoughts that raced through my mind petrified me. How could someone like him ever fall for someone like me?

And when I think of him,
Then I remember.
Remember...

But I replayed the moments where our arms touched; the moment where he carried me across a rooftop just so that I could test an experiment; the nickname that he called me by; the sympathy that I felt as I saw him break down; the smile that made me grow weak in the knees; but most of all, his eyes. His eyes were everything to me.

In his eyes I can see Where my heart longs to be.
In his eyes I see a gentle glow,
And that's where I'll be safe, I know!

I felt that when I looked into his eyes, all of my fears would vanish. Suddenly, I would find herself lost in a gaze, not knowing what was happening or where I was, but knowing that I wanted to stay there forever.

Safe in his arms, close to his heart,
But I don't know quite where to start...

Where do I start? I think to myself. I feel safe in his embrace, in his arms, warm, safe, protected, loved.

By looking in his eyes,
Will I see beyond tomorrow? By looking in his eyes,
Will I see beyond the sorrow that I feel?

I shouldn't have borrowed Anna's CD, I think to myself. My tears were sliding down my cheeks. This song is too perfect for me, for my feelings. When I look into his eyes, I feel myself begin to change. I don't see my failures, my faults. All I can see is him, and I know that I will be alright.

Will his eyes reveal to me promises or lies?
But he can't conceal from me the love in his eyes!

Was that what it was? Was there love in his eyes? Was that why she was drawn so much to him? Because of the love that radiated from his blue eyes? I curled up on the couch and drew my knees up to my chest, hugging them.

I know their every look,
His eyes!
They're like an open book,
His eyes! But most of all the look That hypnotized me!

I knew every look of his eyes, when he was hurt, angry, annoyed, impressed, excited, thoughtful, sad—I knew it all. Every time he looked at me, I knew what he was feeling. It was true. I was hypnotized by his looks, not his physical features, per se, but by his eyes, by everything that I saw in them.

If I'm wise,
I will walk away, and gladly...

I knew that if I was truly wise, I would have given up a long time ago. I would have backed away from any chance of a relationship with Danny Messer, because it might end in a broken heart. But now, I wasn't so sure. What if I left the door open too long? Would it be open later on when I wanted it to be? Or would it be closed?

But, sadly,
I'm not wise,
It's hard to talk away the mem'ries that you prize!

I suppose that I am not a very wise person, then, for I picked up the phone and dialed a number, waiting for an answer on the other line. There was no answer. I couldn't leave a message.

Love is worth forgiving for! Now I realize -
Everything worth living for Is there, in his eyes!

What would say, even if I left a message? "Hello, I think I am in love with you. Can we talk about it?" Sure, I scoffed to myself. Sure, that would really work. I hear a knock at my door, knowing that it's Stella, visiting me because we're going to lunch. But I'll tell her that I don't feel up to it. Because, really, I don't feel like doing much.

Love is worth forgiving for!
Now I realize –

I open the door to see Stella standing there, ready to embrace me. How she knows, I don't care. I just wanted to feel someone supporting me. She pulls me back, looking at me from behind sympathetic eyes. Then she steps aside, and I let out a gasp. He's behind her. I feel my lip quiver, ready for another onslaught of tears, more crying because of him. He doesn't move for a moment, and then all of the sudden, I feel the world around me begin to slow down as he looks in my eyes. I read the look in his eyes. What is he telling me? I nearly break down in another wave of tears when I realize what it is: "I love you." That is what his eyes are telling me, and that is what his lips tell me as they meet mine.

Everything worth living for is there, in his eyes!