“when he takes the time to facetime me while hes on his game :heart eyes:” Ok but is he looking at you with the passion of a thousand fires in his eyes. Is he looking up at you through his long eyelashes, searching to memorize every detail on your face, attempting to decipher the answers that situate beneath the surface of your skin, trying to find the interstice that lets the real you shine. Are his big brown cow eyes wanting, pleading, just yearning to tell you, “Not to me. Not if it’s you.”













