Her Eyes

I came back to myself about halfway through her story. The last thing I remember hearing was, "You will never guess what happened to me today!" Then she poured into her story. I caught the words "sushi", "chopsticks", and "wasabi", but that was it. My eyes had drifted from her lips to her nose to her eyes. The excitement that was in her eyes mesmerized me and I lost myself in my own thoughts.

Now, I know all you girls out there are thinking, "How typical of a guy to not pay attention when a girl is telling a story." But, honestly, I couldn't help this one. All you guys know what I'm saying.

Anyway, there we were, sitting in the booth at the Dairy Queen enjoying our Blizzards and talking about our day, when my eyes met hers. I'm telling you, I was gone, long gone; like a baseball hit by a juiced up Mark McGwire. For whatever reason, the excitement made her eyes all the more appealing and I couldn't look away, which is saying something. I mean, Cassie has an awesome body. She was a four sport athlete in high school, and played basketball in college, and she has kept in shape, but that's all I'm going to say about that. Her hair is a dingy, natural blonde that falls to the middle of her shoulders. It was up today, though, adding to her sporty look. Her lips are small and had a soft touch of red like she had put on lipstick, and then took it off to just give them some color. She has high cheek bones and a small nose, giving her a very attractive face.

Oh, but her eyes are her most appealing physical feature to me. They are a bright green that seems to trap light in them. Her smile is always directly connected to her eyes. Even as she was talking I couldn't help but notice how her eyes smiled. I let myself drown in those pools, and found my mind was taking me on a trip through the years. I imagined 6 months from now, the date of our wedding. I imagined the birth of our first child, however long away that was going to be. I imagined major spiritual and emotional crises that we faced together. In other words, I imagined our life together.

When I came back and heard her words again, she was saying something about experiencing Christ's love in a new way. It truly was something I wanted to hear about, but I had missed the beginning. "Sorry, sweetie," I said. "I missed the first part." Cassie looked back at me with a puzzled expression. "You were looking in my eyes the whole time," she said.

"I know," I said sheepishly. "As cliche or nerdy or however this may sound, that's why I missed it." She smiled and her eyes glowed. Her cheeks turned red as she blushed. Obviously, she liked cliche and cheesy.