Another Cruise Towards The Ice-berg...

Those eyes captivated me. So lost, full of sorrows and resignation.

"So do you want to stay seated or make a move?"

She looked up, startled. Yet as fast, she regained her composure with her bright, sparkling eyes and radiant smile,"Let's go."

Did I like the fact that I "think" that I know whats on her mind? Or that she was trying to conceal whatever issues that she was facing?

And that night, in the car, she let it all go. Did I tell you I have a weakness for tears?

I'm so going to be fucked up again.