His eyes search mine for the hurt he knows is lurking behind them.
But my soul is burning bright behind them, shielding my emotions.
He follows me out into the rain as I spin my umbrella up and around.
The rain giving away a lot more about me, than my dry eyes do.
He reassures me with a warm gaze that goes deeper than anyone’s has before.
My frozen heart warms up around the edges as he makes a promise.
A promise that he may never, be able to keep.
I offer my hand to him, to show him that everything was ok.
His hand was warm, rough and enclosing, my hand tingles from the contact.
With one last look I turn away into the night, his eyes forever engraved into my soul.