Love is Magic, they said. I don’t know, I really don’t. I have heard/seen people mesmerized by it, lost, and express it in ways beyond my comprehension. I never got close to it, may be I never will, but I saw it, I think. I saw it in the her eyes, when she waited eagerly to talk to him. I saw it in his eyes, jealous at seeing her talk to someone else. I saw it in her eyes laughing at his every word. I saw it in his eyes as he waited eagerly for her to come back. I saw it in the eyes, that shied away with the very thought of the one they had been so eager to meet. I saw it in the lost eyes, who kept wandering into space in search of something, someone. I saw it in the tired eyes, keeping them awake the whole night. I saw it in the wary eyes as I heard their heart beats from across the room. And then they expressed, fell, got lost. Some were forever, some a temporary phase, some turned out to be just an infatuation.
But is it magic? I don’t know. May be you could tell me?
I am participating in #NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) and this is #Day20 post.