Tick-Tock

Tick-Tock (07/28/2016)

The clock overhead ticked to 6:25.
And may I tell you,
I didn't believe this moment could've been any more perfect.

My eyes were fixed upon your face...

The ever-curving slope of your jaw,
The tiny patch of freckles on your left cheek,
The curly tendrils of loose hair snaking its way across the expanse of your forehead.

But oh how your eyes held the universe.

As you stared in awe up at the twinkling lights above,
I began to see the expanse of galaxies,
The ever-looming mystery of black holes,
The wondrous trails left by the tails of shooting stars.

However, as the clock ticked to 6:26
This moment was over.

As I peered at you and the beauty of your eyes,

I happened to notice your eyes were fixed upon someone else.