You

Sweet glances from my eye to yours Warmth encumbers my body and face I look away to escape the intensity of your glance as I wonder if I should give you one chance. You and me? How on Earth would that work? Opposite features plague our potentiality with each other Brown eyes, Blue eyes Light brown, Fair You, a blonde yet I have brown hair. As I walk away, wondering what we could have, I keep to myself and say " Maybe it wasn't meant to be."