Feel
The first time I saw Jay I hadn't known what to think. Despite trying to be a good person, wanting to fit in, I was always within and without. Always analysing, always thinking. Thinking too much to feel. But that night, that man, that smile, all thought flew away. Leaving nothing but a need to know him. Not for a logical reason, but because his eyes were alive with promise, and because my heart skipped a beat. Those blue eyes mesmerised me, called to me and in that moment that was all I knew. I spent many sleepless nights afterwards trying to decipher why he affected me so. But standing there that night, I felt for the first time.
Many times after that night I felt his eyes on me and wondered what it could mean. Did I feel his watchfulness so acutely because of what I felt for him? Or was it something that radiated from Jay himself? As it turned out, I would never know...