Parallel Lines

I might have fell for the absence of light; Your shadow in the blackness vibing so bright; I might have fell for the calmness in thoseburning eyes, Your mystery that I saw you not trying to hide. No smiles that didn’t seem right , all Alone and fearless of those constant staring sites; Power in your baggage you held, hiding of your baggage you never tried. Then How could have I hide? When you looked at me for the very first time  how I thought you were any random guy , Whose mysteriously Honest eyes, Gave perfection to Lies. When for the second time you met my eyes and kept looking back straight ; I thought could avoid it and would mean nothing If I made You wait. Dilemma of mind  continued with the eyes;  as he looked over I freaked out inside . How is it now , no body knows no?  Our silent faces overtake expressions of each go. Maybe we need to feed each other , the emotions we want to see in each other; Maybe what we love in each other, needs to be embibed in each other. That’s how it will go otherwise working like parallel lines, Absoluteness in between; where moments could have taken over Only the admiration would be seen.