A/N: Another short piece I wrote sometime ago... I've just found it while going through old papers. Hope you like it.

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MIRROR OF THE SOUL

They say the eyes are the mirrors of the soul.

If that is true, then I wonder what you see when our eyes meet suddenly, unexpectedly.

I for one don't know what goes through your mind, because I look away almost immediately, feeling shy, embarrassed.

Maybe, then, you can't perceive anything as well. Or do you?

Do you see how much I'm attracted to you?

Can you see how deeply I care about you, maybe even to the point of loving you?

Are you aware of the suppressed desire melting my thoughts, of the struggle between the rational and irrational parts of my brain so I don't push you against this wall and kiss you like there's no tomorrow?

Do you feel any of these things too?

Are you just a little aware of the things you do to me, of the way everything fades away to be replaced by a wave of conflicted emotions whenever you do so much as glance at me?

I guess I'll never know. And maybe it's better that way.

But these questions will always linger in the back of my mind.