I love the way you look at me/
With those soft, brown eyes/
So loving and warm/
One look from you can warm me from the inside out/
Like soup on a cold day/
Your eyes can warm me the way your arms never would/
They bolster my confidence the way no compliment ever could/
And make me smile more than any joke ever should/
It's hard not seeing those bright, brown eyes everyday/
Not after all the days I had convinced myself that not seeing you smile/
With your eyes/
At the sight of me/
Would bother me one bit/
But the thing is dear/
Is that it bothers every bit of me/
The fear of you never looking at me that way ever again/
Has consumed me/
Missing you has engulfed me/
Being without you has eaten me from the inside out/
And not seeing the life in you eyes/
Has taken the life right out of mine/
Though every time I see you/
I wish I was someplace else/
Hiding, cowering in a corner/
Because my fear is of losing you, dear/
And as they say/
All you have to fear, is fear itself.
