I want to rewind time, to that one night when we were at my house. I'm sure you remember, I always bring this night up, but it was when everyone was in the living room, and we were sitting next to each other on the couch. And you looked at me with your deep green eyes. But it wasn't just a regular gaze. You held me there, but not by force. I couldn't look away - it was like I had chains wrapped around my feet and arms. It was in that moment where no one else mattered but me and you. It was like, we had so much to say to each other but the words lingered in our mouths, danced on our tongues. When we tired to speak, they were stuck in there. There was no possible way to verbally confide to you the feeling I had arousing in the pit of my stomach. None of that seemed to matter, because our eyes told the story for us. We didn't have to say anything, just watch the gleam, the intensity, the narrator tell it's story in one another eyes. It was then when I started to fall in love with you. It was in the complete silence when I heard the most from you. That was the most beautiful thing in the world.